The Bunnington Post

Month: November 2010

  • He’s fibbing!

    You do know he’s fibbing, right? Tell me about Bink. Shivering in his bed on Tuesday morning, not eating, bah, humbug! He was cuddled up to me and my substantial fur until he heard the back door open for the breakfast service. Spent all night complaining about being too old to be outside in winter,…

  • I’ll have what she’s having

    Breakfast? Hm. Not in the mood. But thanks anyway. Broccoli… Maybe later. Spring greens eh? I’ll have a munch for a minute so as to be nice about it. Look, I did you a little poo as well. See? Can I have some of that medicine Delores had? I have a funny tummy…

  • The finer points of hay

    Well, good morning. Let’s have the morning veggies, yes, please serve them in the upstairs breakfast room, thank you. Of course, no breakfast is complete without hay. In fact, one much prefers a good quality hay to a questionable carrot. Let us consider the many benefits of hay. One can choose to stick one’s head…

  • Oooh, matron!

    Hee hee… Katrijn me lass, wot ya doin’ there…? … … Ooh! Hee heeeeee hahhhheee ooooh! How’d ya do that? Very cleva… mmm-m-mmost p-pleasan’…!  Ooohhh!! … TICKLISH!!!  Mwaaaaah… Oooh… ‘trijn… Me luv’ly lass… Mmmmm…. … Wot’s that? Wait hun, Ah finks Ah can hear sumfink ahtside. Oooh! Stop it now, someone’s gonna walk in on…

  • A new dress

    Oooh Bink, look! A bag from one of my favourite shops… I so love continental fashion. Surely she has bought me a new frock? I am sure of it! Ooh, this is too much. It’s been way too long since I had a new dress! Bink, be a dear, have a look for me, I…

  • Just trying out a new look…

    They say stripes are all the rage. Thought I’d give them a go, makes a change from spots right? Delores claims stripes are slimming… Not that I need that of course! I’m not fat, I’m big-maned.

  • Hurry up, waitress!

    What time do you call this anyway? 7:45am on a Wednesday?! Give it here. NOW!

  • The multiple uses of a mane

    Yes, having a mane is a commitment for life. There’s keeping it free from sprigs of hay, flecks of woodchip, making sure it doesn’t get tangled up with the morning veggies, there’s washing, conditioning, styling and flicking it around like a pro during photoshoots. It’s a lot of hard work, being manically equipped, and it…

  • Back to normal

    Five minutes, it only took five minutes for the paps to arrive right after the superinjunction was lifted. There’s one now, crawling around outside the hutch trying to pap me having dinner with Haas. Uh-oh. No time to tidy my mane… Hope tomorrow’s front page will look acceptable!

  • Superinjunction no more

    Max darling, it’s me. Yes, we’re fine, thank you, bit damp but the grass is still tasty enough. Listen honey, I had a word with my Bink, and he talked to Katrijn who consulted with Haas, and we’re all of the same opinion on this one: we don’t like the new superinjunction after all. ……