My Dream Vacation....

This is the island of my dream vacation.

Done Blogging For A While

I will be done blogging for a while. It was not like I was a prolific blogger to begin with.
But I am started a new job tomorrow and it will require some overtime for a bit. Overtime is great, but of course means limited "me" time. I will still be following everyone's blogs closely, and living vicariously through their blogs. LOL. I am addicted to the blogs I follow and have made wonderful friends in the blogosphere. I may not comment as frequently, but I am always watching...and reading...and watching...
Most of my free time will be spent sewing, cleaning, and loving on my Bug, Spider, Casey, and our new psychotic kitten, Roadie.
Of course, I will still be slaving over the bunnies. They are still a bit miffed at me for the nail trims they got the other day. Well, they are NEVER really happy with me. They disapprove at all times, but to different levels. From 1-10, and ten being the highest level of disapproval (bunny rage implosion), I would say my rating right now is about a five.
So I am off now to get stuff done before tomorrow, and to try and kowtow the lagomorphomasters.
Love you all very much! Pray I do not screw up too much at my job, which I am SO excited to begin!

Terrier Terrorist...Is TINY!

UPDATE: Yorkie Mix? Border Terrier Mix? What are you, baby Casey????


Border Terrier, Definitely.....
...and no longer my grandbaby, but MY baby. I was wondering how long it would take for Steven to abandon all care of this little girl to me. Who feeds her every four to six hours? Who is there where she is scared? Tired? Hungry? Angry? Wanting attention? Playful? Needing to be disciplined? When it's time to clean up poop and wee? Gee, I wonder who it could be...OH! IT'S ME!
If she had to depend on him, she would be half starved, covered in her own filth, and with several broken bones caused by four angry rabbits.
Of course, when I tell him all this (he is not home at the moment, but out with friends) he will say that he knew she was in good hands with Mr. Bubbles and myself. Um, HOW is THAT taking care of YOUR SO-called baby, my son?
Oi! So glad they are not having REAL children!!
So this adorable menace is ours for keeps.

I cannot get her to freakin' hold still!

Why does she have to be so dang cute?!

My First Grandbaby!

My oldest son and his girlfriend have decided that it would be best to not have children. She has Marfan's Syndrome and is on heart medication that she cannot just stop taking. These meds WILL cause birth defects. So they decided to just have a lot of animals instead.
Tonight I went to my mother in law's house to drop off birthday pizza for my niece and nephew. My oldest nephew was holding a puppy and I took it from him and told him to get the pizza out of the car. As soon as I held her, I knew she was coming home with me. See, my in laws are notorious for having animals that die from disease or other causes. They have never taken good care of any animal. And it breaks my friggin' heart every time it happens. This time, I was determined that I would not allow this baby to suffer and myself suffer in turn.  She suffered enough already. Her mother, probably a Cairn Terrier or some kind of terrier mix,  froze on top of her litter, and only a few survived. She still has her milk teeth for goodness sake.  I had to promise to give my mother in law one hundred dollars for her. It is worth it. As soon as my oldest son saw her, held her, he announced "she is mine". She immediately reacted to him and now thinks he hung the moon. He has named his new daughter Casey. Her new momma, Kelsey, has not met her yet, but he sent a photo and Kelsey is in love with her new baby.  She made him Skype so she could talk to Casey. Is that not JUST TOO cute?
Her and Bug are buds, Simon could care less, and the rabbits are all sniffy sniffy with her. She is sniffy sniffy with them, too. It's funny. Spider is indifferent so far.

It's Curtains For You...Bathroom!

 I left the valance selvage raw on the bottom. The window curtain was just an old futon cover that was tearing with age. I had used half of it to make strips for a big circular rag rug in the kitchen. I would use the rug in the bathroom, but it is too big. I made the window curtains first, then used one of the ginghams mom gave me for the shower curtain. The curtain rings are  double sided to have one liner (a plain white one from Wal Mart that was 2 dollars) and one curtain together on the same rings. I just ripped strips from the same material as the valance and tied them to the hooks to keep the rings from jumping off the rod and to add accent  in the same color family. I only hemmed the top of the gingham, then cut slits to add to the hooks. I left the selvage edges raw and used pinking shears to keep the bottom from unraveling. This way, I still have all that material to use later for another project. I never use the same shower curtain twice. 
Sewing is one of my absolute favorite things to do!

Flip Flop Disgruntled Lop!

Anyone who lives with rabbits knows that the hidey box is an essential element to keeping them happy. They need bolt holes and places to snuggle that offer cover similar to a real underground warren. But bunny people also know that rabbits are creatures of habit and do not like change. They hate having their pens cleaned after all that carefully placed "scent" (dooters) and especially hate when their boxes are replaced. Old boxes are reconstructed and deconstructed, chewed, stomped, scratched, shredded, wee'd upon, pooped in, and lined with hay and floof. Boxes are as sacred to bunnies as their litter boxes and their dignity.

But there just comes a point when the boxes HAVE to be changed. I line the floor with flattened boxes that I get at Wal Mart.  We have tried blankets, but that does not go well. I change their floor every time I clean, but decided that it was time to change hidey boxes for the new year, you know, to start afresh.  This went over like a turd in a punchbowl with Minnie, who is a bit neurotic about her boxes. She spend the last 24 hours scratching and gnawing to make this new box suitable. She drove us crazy with her grunting and scratching and scattering her hay all over the place. She drove the other bunnies crazy with her grunting and obsessive rearranging of everything that would move. These boxes should be good until Summer, Heaven help us.

Away, Put The Manger!

On my to-do list this day was to put away Christmas. I can check that off my list. I put the sisal/rafia garland on the table to give the bunnies after I clean their pen (another thing on my list).  Spider wanted to perform a late Nativity play, with himself as Baby Jesus. He was just so silly and cute, I did not have the heart to tell him that he is either very late or extremely early for Nativity Festivity.
But as I have said before, cats have a convoluted sense of reality, so I doubt it would bother him much. After all, cats are weird, and a new year can hardly change THAT reality.

Fremen Cat!!!