Thursday, 2 July 2015

No Sun Please, We're British

"Really, you need to stop that! What's the point in me picking out a nice shady napping spot if you are just going to move the sun while I'm asleep? Stoopid human..."

Wednesday, 1 July 2015

There's a Fly On My Waiter

"Will you stop standing there sweating and get on with the sweeping?! You've got 200 iced carrotinis to make for our brunch cocktails after this and you'll never be done at this rate!"

Tuesday, 30 June 2015

Tuesday Tail #45

"Ergh, too hot! I'm taking a long nap. Wake me when it's cold enough to build snow bunnies again and not a minute before!"

Monday, 29 June 2015

Giles Mouf

The boys with the bad teeth from the 10 bunnies we took in a few weeks back went in to have their incisors removed last week. This was made possible thanks only to the kind donations of our supporters, who responded quickly and generously to our pleas for help.

So it seems appropriate that super-friendly Giles here should be this weeks Monday Mouf! Below is Giles earlier this month after his teeth had been trimmed back to allow him to eat while he was waiting for his op:

Sunday, 28 June 2015

Lost In The Eighties

There's an 80's movie marathon on TV today, which included one of my favourite films of all time, The Princess Bride. A perfect way to relax after a day at the Rescue!

Not so relaxing was another session of "clean the bottom", this time cleaning up a fresh mess which Whisky had not only managed to stick to his fur but had also left a trail of all the way from his room, down the stairs to the back door. After all the trimming and scrubbing of his fur, he was in a foul mood and has subsequently banned me from taking his picture for the rest of the day. I am also not permitted to stroke him, look at him or be in the same room. He is very grumpy, especially as he told me off for the very same thing earlier this week.

Since I'm not getting a new photo today, here's one from last month of him glaring at me for something else I'd done wrong, I forget what.

Saturday, 27 June 2015

Boadicea's Chariot

"So let me get this straight - if I steal you the bag of parsley out of the wheelbarrow, you will pull me around the Rescue like a king in your fancy cart? Why do I get the feeling this ends with me rolling down the hill to disaster while you stuff your face and laugh..."