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Hoppy Birfday to Us!
Beebe-Bunny heer. Is dis ting on? Yeah, well Whooo-Hooooo! It's Birfday Day at Our Warren!
Now heer's Mouse to tell ya aboudda Birfday Day:
Mouse: *ahem* Thank you, Beeb for that...errrr... amazing introduction.
It is, indeed, Birfday Day at Our Warren. Perhaps you are wondering how this can be, that eight bunnies, two cats and one dawg can share the same Birthday. Is it co-incidence? Actually, it is not.
Everybun in Our Warren is a rescue. We all come from different backgrounds and situations. Each of us came to Our Warren at a different time in our lives. Babby George here has arrived as a youngbun; I came as a six-year-old adult. None of us really knows our actual date of birth.
So I've asked Hunny, the oldest bunny in the Warren, to explain how Our Warren's dating system works.
Hunny: Fank yoo, Mouse.
When I furst arribed atta Warren, dere was onwy Heatherington heer, anna berry wong dawg, named Tristan. Tristan wassa Basset Hound obba Gen'rous Nat'chur, whom Maman hadda 'dopted frumma shelter when he was One Year Old. Da papers frumma shelter sed dat he had been borned on 4 Jooly.
So when it wassa 4 Jooly da furst year Heatherington an I were inna Warren, Maman made Tristan a doggie cake outta 'Milk Bone' brand dawg biscuits. An Tristan sed to us, "Wanna hab sum?" An we sed, "Id's nod our birfday." an we was sad, cos we didn't know whutta birfday wus, bud it wooked wike fun.
An Tris sed, "So when is id your Birfday?" an Heatherington, who wassa Black-an-white Dutch wooked downatta floor an sed, "We dunno. We don't habba birfday."
An Tristan flopped down onna floor wif us, wif his big ol' nose on his big paws an wooked at'tus wif his Basset eyes an sed, "Dat's nod rite, not to habba birfday. Maman allus tweats me 'peshul onna birfday." Den he put his hed up an kinda snuffled an sed, "Wook, I know, I'mma big dawg, so id preddy much stands to rezon dat I habba big birfday. Must be pwenty ob room innit for widdle bunnies. So I kin share. You kin habba birfday onna same day wif me. Howzzat?"
An so Heatherington and I sed dat was gweat and fanked him for bein' such a gen'rous dawg anna good friend. An Tristan sneezed an sed it's whut "Fambly" does.
So Tristan told Maman aboud sharin da birfday, an Maman made 'peshul salads for us an handed oud extry tweats to ebberybun in honour obba day. An Tristan god extry pats for bein sucha 'peshully good and gen'rous dawg.
So ebenchually, Tristan had more an more birfdays, an god older an older. Finally, when he was eighteen yeers old, he weft us forda Rainbow Bridge.
So now alla us togedder hab our birfdays onna 4th ob Jooly cos Tristan shared his 'peshul day wif us.
So now, I'm gonna wet Babby George announce alla birfdays.
Tidday, we are sellybratin da birfdays ob:
Hunny who is 13 yeers old tidday
Poet who is 12 yeers old tidday
Belinda who is 10 yeers old tidday
Mouse who is 7 yeers old tidday
Beebe-Bunny who is 7 yeers old tidday
Clover who is 4 yeers old tidday
Missy-Bun who is 3 yeers old tidday
Babby George who is 1 year old tidday (dis is me!)
KayCee-Kitty who is 7 yeers old tidday
Cokie-da-Fat-Cat who is 6 yeers old tidday
An Zachary-Marcus, Border Collie dawg, who is 9 yeers old tidday.
An dat is Our Warren.
Belinda: Dat was berry gud, Babby. You hab done berry well fora widdle bunny-boy. Maman will be bwingin up my salad soon, so I'll share a weaf wif you for bein such a gud bunny-childer.
Da fing is, dat wife issa Cirkul. You kin see da Cirkul ebberywhere, inna cirkul obba yeer, where da monfs follow each udder wike beads onna stwing, anna Seasons follow each udder wun afta anudder. Da yeers spin past, sum bedder, sum worse, bud all-in-all, each wun preddy much wike da wuns bifore an wike da wuns afta. Bunnies are borned an udder bunnies go toda Rainbow Bridge. Dis is how id is, how id is 'posed to be.
We wearn frum each odder, teach each udder an share wif each udder, allus growin, allus geddin bedder an doin id togedder. Dis issa Warren, alla us Togedder, Nobunny OnAlone.
HOPPY BIRFDAY TO ALLA US TOGEDDER !
An Fanks, Tristan...