Monday, January 18, 2010

Here's your fix

In this blog, as in life, it's not all soft bunnies.
Just sometimes.

The pet shop was out of her regular alfalfa-based bunny nuggets yesterday so I allowed the infinitely knowledgeable (...uh huh) saleschild to talk me into a bag of their own brand Timothy-hay-based stuff instead.

"She's fussy," I told her.
"It's guaranteed," she replied. "If your rabbit doesn't like it, bring it back."

Jellybaby sniffed it last night and looked up at me as if to say, "You EAT this?"

I suspect saleschild will be processing a returned bag of crunchies shortly.


  1. Thank you for the fix. I hope she allows you to survive her disapppointment. And please explain exactly why in life it is not all soft bunnies; I have trouble adapting to the parts of my life that are the other stuff. (Although we enjoy reading about the magician parts too--such as the fruit.)

  2. Glad you enjoyed the photo, Glenna.

    As for adapting to the parts of life that are not all soft bunnies, it reminds me of a conversation from the 1960s between a famous magician called Jay Marshall and a young boy who visited him backstage. The boy said, "Mr Marshall, when I grow up I want to be a master magician!" to which Jay replied, "Son, you can't do both."

  3. I too enjoyed this fix. One can never get enough of soft bunnies.
    Oh and ps, timothy is better for adult bunnies. Not sure how old Jellybaby is.
    She's just so darn precious.

  4. Jellybaby's now about 2 1/2 years old. I left her a bowl of the timothy pellets last night and she's been snacking on them today, so it looks like I won't be returning the bag!

  5. By the way, the salesperson failed to impress me not because of her recommendation of the timothy pellets (that was good advice) but because of her overall manner - patronising and know-it-all. Didn't make a good impression!

  6. Wabbits iz the pickiest critters--my own rabbit, a VERY spoiled 2 1/2 year old mini-lop named Mickey, insists that I should know exactly which order he prefers to get his twice-a-day treats...even when he's decided he wants it in the opposite order from previous days. If I offer him the "wrong" treat first, he gives it a sniff, then gives me a look as if to say, "You dare insult me, peasant?"

  7. Jademyst - I just checked out your blog - love the sweet millions advert! I'm sorely tempted to try teaching Jellybaby to ride a unicycle, though it reminds me of the saying,
    "Don't try to teach a pig to sing. It wastes your time and annoys the pig."

  8. Isn't it just too cute? I love the looks on all the bunny faces; kind of a bemused "what in the world are you making me do now, you silly human?" :)