Now Playing: Here Comes the Sun
Topic: Movin' On!
Well, you wouldn't believe it.
We have new homes.
We are moving
Now, Belinda Bunny told me that when you are "wun foot offa ground, you gots no pwace to go but up". So I guess she also told this to Maman an' Dadda, and these new habbytats are their idea ob movin' UP.
Cos we are def-in-et-ly now onna UP side ob fings.
I mean, I am now on nose-level wiffa Collie-dawg.
Yup. He and I now see eye-to-eye, ebbery morning.
It's like this:
We inna Warren wake up when it is still offishully Dark. That's when rabbits wake up to start the day - at the tail-end of Dark, just before Light.
We wake up the Sun.
It's an impawtant job, cos without us, the Sun wouldn't know it was time to rise and shine.
So all ober da werld, bunnies wake up and stawt habbin their breakfasts inna Dark. And as we're habbin our breakfasts, da Sun hears us munchin' and makin' all kinds ob noise, an wakes up and begins risin' which means that the stars begin to go to bed - one by one. If you look outta window, you can see the stars fadin out as they leave the sky an' cuddle unnerneaf ob their cloud-blankies to go to sleep - an then, as the stars leave, well, Here Comes The Sun.
So the stars go to sleep, an the sun is rising, an the bunnies are munchin and makin' noises, habbin' breakfast.
Now for us housebunnies, breakfast is mostly hay and sum pellets an wadder frum Our Crocks.
Now some bunnies are Sippers, like Beebe. They take liddle drinks ob wadder and then wander off, but some bunnies are like my MissyBun and they are Tankers. They only drink once or twice a day, but when they drink, lemme tell you, they drink! They get nose-down inna crock an' don't come up forebber, an alla time, their tummies is gurglin' and squeekin' an ebben poppin' almost - as they fill up wif wadder. You nebber heared nuffin' wike it!
Belinda could make more noise drinkin wadder on her own den almost ennybunny I knowed - cept Missy. An Missy issa champion noise-maker when it comes to drinkin' wadder. She slurps, she squeeks, she burbles, she pops, she laps; she makes all kinds ob noises - an just so dat she can wake uppa Sun. It's her job an' she does it well.
But Missy's tummy also wakes uppa Dawg.
That's the Thing aboudda dawg - he hears ebberyfing. It's like his ears have scoops on'em, so he can scoop up alla sounds inna house at nite.
So he hears MissyBun drinking, tanking up on wadder, an out he comes frumma bedroom where Maman an Dadda are sleepin' to see whut alla noise is aboud.
And the noise is Missy, drinkin'.
So the Sun is wakin up an spreadin out all ober da sky like melted budder, an heer comes da dawg to see whut's up wif Missy's tummy.
But he hardly geds innu the kitchin, before he realises dat he's hearin wadder - and you know whut that does to a dawg who has been asleep alla nite long... makes him bemember that he hasn't gone toda bafroom inna wong, wong time.
Now for sum reazon, dawgs don't hab pooty-boxes. Cats do, an bunnies do, but not dawgs. Dawgs hab "yards" outside obba back-door that they "patrol" and that's where they habba pooty-place. I know this cossa Dawg told me.
So the Dawg comes innu the kitchin an looks at us, an he hears Missy gurgling, an bemembers that he hasta go "Outside".
Well, there's a babygate, an he's not 'lowed ober it wiffout Maman or Dadda. Besides, he don't hab 'posable thumbs to opin the door. So he's stuck.
Now before, when we were only wun foot offa ground, he didn't pay us much 'tenshun. Now dat we are inna new apawtmints, and are on eye-level wif him, it's like he's made a discobbery an we're it.
"Bunnies, I needa go outside."
And him an' me wook at each udder, an I wook atta udder bunnies an shurg, because we don't have 'posable thumbs eidder, and that door is locked up tighter than a cat's butt.
So I tell da dawg, "Lookit, Dawg, you gotta go getta hoomin."
And Mouse *thumps* because that's his way of callin' to Maman.
But a Maman asleep issa Maman who is gonna stay dat way. Dere is no use in callin Maman when she's sleepin', cos she goes deaf when she's asleep.
Then sumfing goes "click" onna counter inna kitchin an it starts to rain coffee inna pot onna counter.
Anna Dawg wooks atta pot wiffa coffee raining down innit an wags his tail a widdle in a berry werried way. Cos now he's not only hearing Missy wiffa wadder, he's hearin' rain inna coffee-pot.
"Dadda's gonna come?" He axts hopefully.
So I shake my head an flap my ears around, an Missy goes on drinkin', wif her tummy making more squeeks an' bubbles.
Anna Dawg opins his mouf an grins an stawts to pant a widdle.
"I godda go out soon."
An' I'm finkin', Oh geez, he's gonna stawt dat high-pitched peepin' dat collies do. So I sed to him, "Don't wook at me. I can't help you, Dawg."
Anna Dawg stawts whinin', "I gotta see if my yard is okay. See iffa squirrels is innit, an if dere wassa'nudder dawg innit, an if my pooty-spot is still mine, an iffa fence is all okay, an..."
"So why don't you go get Dadda?" asks Mouse and he *thumps* again, cos he can't stand the whinin' enny more than I can.
An Missy's still tankin up on wadder...lap, lap, lap, bubble, bubble, squeek, squeek...
Anna Dawg is beginning to wook a widdle desprit.
"Can your missus, um, stop, um, wiffa wadder?" The Dawg axts me.
An I'm wike, "Er, no. She's tankin up forda day an wakin uppa sun."
Anna Dawg is crossin' his paws now an wavin' his tail all around, an' then he trots off, fru da dining room, an downnahall.
An I can hear him go innu da bedroom where Maman an Dadda are sleepin.
Den I hear Dadda.
Den I hear da Dawg sneeze.
Den I hear Dadda again, an he's not happy.
"For hebbin's sake, Dawg!"
And den out dey bof come downnahall, fru the dining room, fru da kitchin, an Dadda opins da baby-gate anna dawg comes dancin' through.
Then Dadda pushes da button that makes The Box say things (like, "The Alarm Is Off", aldoh it has sed udder fings, like "Doors and Windows On" and onct it sed, "Unauthorized Entry" when Dadda fortygot to push sum buttons an Maman started yellin' an Dadda was runnin' around, wooking for his keys an stuff. It was preddy funny. Dat box is sumfing, lemme tell you.).
And den Dadda opined da door anna Dawg shot outside wike his tail was on fire.
An Dadda watched him for a minit an den wooked at me an sed, "Buggerit." Which issa werd he learned frum Hunny. I don't know whut it means, but Hunny sed it a lot.
An Dadda pushed Our Curtains aside frum Our Window, and there wassa Sun, just peekin' fru the trees.
An I nudged Missy an she wooked up, too, wiffa drop ob wadder on her cute widdle nose.
"Did I do it?" She axt me.
And I sed she had.
An' she sed, "Good. 'Bout time the Sun waked up. Cos I'm almost oberflowin wif wadder."
Which issa troof, cos when she walked, she waddled, wif her tummy swingin' back and forf. But dat's the fing aboud Missy - she sure knows how to wake uppa Sun.
----- By George