BunnyBlog

John has a reputation as a good photographer, particularly with bunnies, so I hope no one is too disappointed with my quick, non-color-corrected pictures. Being lazy about image correction is sometimes the only way I can avoid procrastination, and you all know how good I am at procrastination.

Anyway, that's just my disclaimer for today's batch of images, which have only had a quick once-over with the patch tool to remove errant (or in the case of Piglet, excessive) bunny poop.

Piglet, uninterested in his mini-wheats box yesterday, was sitting in it this morning when I came downstairs. He spent the entire morning sitting in it, but still preferred sleeping outside the box when it came time to nap. Which he spent the afternoon doing, legs all tucked in (we call it a bunny ball) and teeth clicking. He got up periodically to groom, eat a few pellets, or use the litterbox. And he seems to have gotten the hang of the litterbox again.

I started leaving the cage door open for Piglet when I'm in the room so he can get out and explore. He's still a little timid, but has claimed the door of his carrier multiple times via chinning and thought it would be fun to toss my staple remover around. I don't think he's crazy about the camera, as you can tell from some of the pictures where he hid in his box. But he's going to have to get used to it in this house.

As for Cinnamon and Brinco, Brinco had a little bit of a mishap last night. He was doing his usual "I'm going to hide behind the cottage and make you chase me!" game before going into the cage to get his treat, and on his way out, he had to pass through two cardboard tubes which happened to be sitting end to end. When he hit the second tube, his momentum caused the tube to roll around with him in it, causing much flailing and panic. When he finally made it out, he ran into the cage, giving the bunny finger to the mean tube. A couple of craisins quickly cleared up any remaining mental trauma. Crisis averted.

Cinnamon was pettable this morning, and when Brinco hopped past (he likes to push my hand away from Cinnamon when I'm petting her), I paused to pet Brinco's head. A moment later, a disgruntled Cinnamon lunged at Brinco, causing him to hop away quickly. She wasn't about to share petting time.

Enough with the stories, time for the pictures!

"I'm free!"
Invading Piglet's personal space
Piglet has huge eyes
"I'm not sure I like this..."
Piglet gets a craisin
Piglet gets tired of the flash
"If I hide in the box, will they leave me alone?"
"I guess not."
"Maybe if I hide farther back in the box..."
A tragic rabbicide in the cottage
Another crime scene photo
Cinnamon casually chews on a phone book page at the crime scene...is she a suspect?
She has the red eyes of evil.
A more detailed look at the scene.

posted by Jeanne @ 8:03 PM