Interest

The difficult part about returning foster babies to the Rescue is the waiting. If you don't give them back they'll never find forever homes of course, but you know there will be that time before someone and somebun choose them where their lives aren't going to be as good as they were at your home. Less space, less attention, just waiting. It's particularly frustrating when you can see a really special soul like Ponyo being overlooked, a bunny with such a strong personality just yearning to have space, companionship and a family to love her.

Well happily, that wait could be nearly over. Firstly, we have gotten much better at showing her off recently - the key is putting Ponyo in a big space where she can see lots of other rabbits so that massive personality comes bounding out of that tiny body! Secondly, she has now been chosen as first choice to try with someone's little boy! So hopefully the only sad thought I'll have when I see her at the Rescue will be that there's a chance it will be the last, but in that I can also be happy.

"It's great that you've lined me up with a date, but do we really need a chaperone? Cos if there's music and you start doing your 'Dad Dancing' I shall not be impressed."

52 Snack Pickup

"In life, there are those who are clumsy that drop and those who are tidy that pick up. Your part in the wondrous cycle is now done."

The Ponyo Review

"Me? Approve? Doesn't seem likely..."

Crazy. Really, Really Crazy.

When you first take delivery of a new baby foster bunch from Caroline they are often indistinguishable. Just 3 or 4 or 5 or 6 little excitable floofs that tear around in all directions until food appears (despatched in a floofy swarm) or it's naptime. But as time goes by they grow, their personalities develop and despite having the same environment and interactions with the world, they all turn out differently. One might become exceptionally friendly (Arrietty), one might be a little shy (Nausicaä), one might turn out to be exceptionally sweet (Yuki), one might even prove to be a bit piggy (Rei). And if you are really lucky, one will turn out to be absolutely, super-confidently, no-sense-of-danger, run-up-the-walls, jump-up-on-your-head crazy. This bunny, this time, is Ponyo.

"What? If you don't want me to jump up on your head, don't come at me with the nail clippers. Simple."

Crunchy Clippings

I have a confession:- I don't enjoy cleaning the house. There, I said it. I've come clean, as it were.

Actually, I am sure this will be of no real surprise to you, since most people probably feel the same way about their own, and it will certainly be no surprise to anyone that's been in my house and seen the inches of hay etc covering the floor of every room and hallway. It's a constant uphill struggle. Uphill on a downward moving conveyor belt. With Whisky-Kong sat proudly hurling barrels of mess down at me from above.

But last night I kind of did enjoy cleaning the bathroom. And why? Because cleaning away seven bunnies worth of fur, claw pieces and crusty scent-gland detritus off the floor was a clear signal to my brain that this months major bunny-maintenance was done and dusted.

"...then when he turns you upside down to do the difficult bits, wait 'til he leans in, then kick the claw-clippers into his face! It's hilarious!"

... But No Photo

"Well if you're gonna get grumpy when we try to help with your cage-cleaning game, why should we take part in your photo-taking game?"

All Meals Included

When staying at a guest house where food is included in the price, it is always worth arriving early in the dining area to beat the mealtime rush. As well as ensuring you get the best picks from what's available, it means you can secure a seat as close to the buffet as possible. Like, really close.

And don't worry if you receive glaring looks from other diners - they are probably just jealous that you got there ahead of them!

"The food here is not bad, but it does taste somewhat of feet."