Now Playing: Why I Am Wate
Topic: The Next Generation
Whoa, I am wate gettin' to my blog tiday!
It was just wun fing afta anudder, but mostwy, it was onna'count ob Auntie Irene comin' to visit us wif pieces ob paper.
Well, furst Maman hadda cwean uppa house cos Auntie Irene was comin' to ged her Hareware Hurrican Relief Pin.
You do know 'boud Hareware rite? Dat's a compiny in Callyfornia dat pwoduces da most bee-yoo-tiy-full pottery inna werld, an' tee-shirts an' pins dat were made speshul forda Relief effort forda Animal Victims ob Hurrycane Katrina. Alla munny collected wint to Noah's Wish which issa speshul gwoup ob hoomins who rescue pets who ged caught in disasters. Good hoomins who care!
You kin go toda Hareware web-site by goin' to:Hareware http://members.aol.com/bunster2/carla.htm and also pwease see: http://harewear.tri-pod.com for udder gweat fings from da same wunnerful hoomins & bunnies!
So ennyways, Auntie Irene commed ober, an' she stayed for awhile, but you know whut happined? An' I'm tellin' you, you won't believe dis whin I tell you whut happined, but I'm gonna tell you ennyways, cos it's preddy amazin'.
Auntie Irene is wookin' aroun' da Bun Room, an' she says to Maman,
"Wookit whut I gots!"
An' she shows Maman sum pieces ob paper.
An' Maman goes, "Ooooooh!"
An' Auntie Irene axts, "Which wunna your bunnies issa wucky bunny dats gots wucky feets?"
An' I'm wike all ears, cos I'm da bunny who wint to Church an' got blessed an' ebberyfing. So you'd fink I'm preddy wucky, you know?
But Maman says, "Well, I dunno, dere is Mouse. He watches 'Law & Order'."
An' Auntie Irene wooks at Mouse an' Mouse grunts, so you know dat's pretty much obba Not-Gonna-Happin-Kinda-Fing, cos Auntie issa Cat-Perzon an' is allus afraid dat she is gonna smoosh a bunny if she twies to pik wun up or sumfing. An' Mouse issn' da most "user-fwiendly" bunny in Our Warren.
So Maman goes on, "An' dere's Missy an' George."
An' Auntie Irene wooks at us an' (you won't beleeb it!) Shakes...Her...Hed!
Well, you know, at furst I sorta felt a widdle bad, bud Maman was pattin' me, so it wasn't wike I was bein' rejeckted or ennyfing, so I didn't mind so much as I fought I wuld. Not whin I seed whut happined nextest, ennyways.
Cos den Auntie Irene hassa wook at Clover anna Beeb. An' her eyes god big an' she s'claims,
"Dat's it! Dat's da wucky bunny!"
An' she's pointin' at Clover!
Clover! Who hardly nebber says ennyfing, an' cweans up afta Beebe-bunny - she's da WUCKY bunny in Our Warren?
You godda be kiddin' me.
But, nope, it's Clover.
So Dadda opins uppa habbytat an' hauls out big, ol' MsClover, an' Auntie Irene opins up da bits ob paper an' stawts rubbin' da papers on Clover's feets.
An' I'm ober heer finkin', Whutdaheck?
An' Clover's wookin' at MissyBun wike, "Ack! Whuttaheck?"
An' Missy's wookin' back at Clover wike, "Howdaheck do I know?"
An' Beeb is inna habbytat bouncin' up-an-down an' gruntin' cos he hates it whin Dadda piks up Clover, or ebben touches Clover, cos Clover is his wommin, an' nobun is sus'posed to ebben wook att'er wiffoud his permisshun.
An' ob course, Mouse is gruntin', cos dat's whut he does.
An' den Auntie Irene folds uppa bits ob paper an' scritches Clover's ears an' makes a big fuss ob her. An' den she says to Maman,
"Well, you bemember whin Palmer usta always lie onna Lotterry Tikits, an' dey allus won? Well, Jeremiah Winslow is world's laziest cat an' he won't lie on dem, an' da tikits allus lose. So I've decided that bunnies' feets are wucky. An' I thought, Charlotte has bunnies, so I wuld come ober heer an' see which wassa wuckiest bunny she had. An' heer you hab a very wucky bunny!"
An' Maman says, "Well, bunnies' feet are only wucky whin dey are still attached toda rabbit, you know."
An' Auntie Irene, who volunteers wif sumfing called Alley-Cat Allies an' issa annymul lubber wike Maman an' Dadda (ebben if she does wike catz) says to Maman,
"Well, of course! Dat's da onliest kind ob bunny feets as far as I'm concerned!"
So tinite, we habba tune innu sum pwogwam onna TeeBee dat issn' "Law & Order" to see if Auntie Irene's tikits dat was rubbed on Clover's feets is rilly wucky afta all.
Mouse is gonna hate dis.
An' if not tinite, den tomorry nite.
Mouse is gonna hate dat ebben more, speshully ifits whin "Law & Order" is sus'posed to be on.
Maman says it wuld be rilly cool if dis "Lotterry" fing werks, but she don't belieb in dat stuff. Dadda says dat much stwanger fings hab happined, an' he beminded her ob whut her Granddaddy usta say:
"Dere are more fings in Hebben an' on Earth den we hab ebber dreampt or prayed for."
Which, whin you fink aboud it, leebs a whole wotta stuff to happin, Clover's feets bein' preddy much da weast ob fings.
So dat was preddy much whut happined tiday, an' why I am so wate in postin' my entry inna Blog.
I guess we shuld all be rubbin' our feets heer, so I'll get down to it an' see if dis "lotterry" fing werks out.
Whutebber a "lotterry" is.
---- By George