The Bunnington Post

Month: August 2011

  • Haas in hiding

    He’s done a runner again. Bet he’s bingeing on some grass he doesn’t want to share with me! I can smell it… … a mile away! SNARF! Gotcha mister, hand over the loot…!

  • Bink’s tilt

    Dear friends! Many thanks for your kind wishes. I am well. A bit dizzy… Of course caused by being dragged off to the vet’s and all that fuss, I am sure of it. He makes my head tilt! I’m enjoying my hay and my dark green veggies. I have my afternoon treats, very nice. It’s…

  • Finished the grass…

    Weakling grass! Grows too slow for celebuns living in the fast lane. Gimme hay any day!

  • Beach ball bears the brunt

    I am very upset. My poor Bink is not well. He has been to the vet a few times but he keeps falling over… He’s about as cheerful as always, is my darling Bink, but he’s getting a bit scared running around and playing because he ends up on his side a lot of the…

  • The TMF Munch Scale

    Our roving reporter, Mitzi, has sent in some pre-approved treats for us to enjoy. She sent us the following report: The contents of this bag are a mix of biscuits of varying shapes and flavours, meeting multi-bun preferences and tastes while remaining suitably attractive. Crunchiness and crumbliness both score high on the TMF (TiaMitziFlopsy) Munch…

  • A bum spa

    In my quest to lead the field in bum pampering, your intrepid reporter, moi, will stop at nothing to test the latest advancements in bottae beauty treatments. I have reported for an experimental bum cleansing treatment at my waitress’s personal spa to find out more about the so-called ‘shower’, so you don’t have to, my…

  • Delores gets dressed

  • Walrus

  • Looting gently along

    Yeah. We’re ‘ere abaht da lootin’? Ah didn’ ge’ da messages ‘n stuff cos me iFone was hacked so Ah’ve given up on mobiles, really. Wen is da lootin’ startin’? An’ Ah forgo’ me broom an’ dus’pan, is dat a problem or can Ah ‘ire sum fer da wife ‘n mesel’? Jus’ don’ like bein’…

  • Stuck!

    Ouch!! Pe’al, gizza gen’le shove up da backside, dere’s a good fluffbum, Ah fink me tail’s stuck in da bars once again.