Month: January 2012

  • The lie of the land

    I like the grass. Grass is good. Outside is good. Acceleration is good. My new country mansion here. Delores over there. Me next to Delores. Cuddling.

  • The Lady pays a visit

    Poor me. Those bottae-cleansing sessions in the servants’ ‘spa’ seem to have become a weekly thing now. Really I don’t see why we have to bother, except of course that if I’m honest, I do like the clean feeling afterwards and things are generally more pleasant in the under-tail-regions now. As an added bonus I…

  • Floppage tutorial

    Advanced floppage tutorial: tail position.

  • A disastrous week

    Dearest darlings! Apologies for the radio silence since last week’s confirmation of Bouffe’s health and disposition. It has been a traumatic few days for us all, but you’ll be pleased to hear we are all alive and well. Saturday: Katrijn was forced to endure blustery winds while playing in the country mansion. The resulting outcome…

  • Bouffe is not dead

    Reports of my death are grossly exaggerated I “cocoon”

  • 2012 style advice

    Yes my dears, by popular demand, here is my slightly belated – apologies darlings! – style advice for 2012. I do wonder if the world of fashion deserves my genius, because despite my best endeavours, I still see scores of UGGly footwear on those dainty feet. When will those lovelies learn that it does not…

  • Delores on Sunday

    Get dressed. Sunday = LBD with train, darling! Stylish, stylish, stylish. Go for walk. Show off those curves under the guise of wholesome outdoorsiness! Tuck into lunch. Nothing beats a salad which is growing right under your nose!

  • Nosebumps from Delores

    Nosebumps and soft-focus cuddles to all my fans!

  • Haas and the sproutstalk

    Pe’al. Wot ‘arf we ‘ere? Best stay under da crows nest yeah, while Ah investerga’e. Case it ruffles yer mane or somefink! Mah nose. Tells mah… Eddirble, like? Snarf Not inneres’ed, fanks all da same. Ah fink Ah sees sum treats in da grass ova dere!

  • Bouffe proof roof

    I like being a houserabbit. I like sitting on my roof. My roof has a floor-to-ceiling picture window. I like to jump down from my roof. Then I like to jump back onto my roof. Then I like to jump down onto the floor. Then I like to jump onto my roof. I also like…