“Become dust - & they will throw thee in the air; Become stone - & they will throw thee on glass." Muhammad Iqbal *Beyond the bushes, boiling with dust, is 4Shoes West boundary road.

Friday, 26 February 2016

Ehhhh, What's Up Doc?

We've been talking about raising meat rabbits for a while & now seemed a good time to get started. We decided to set them up inside the 4Shoes Sugar Shack. It was a piece of cake for Mr Shoes & his new tractor to plow out the snowbank & clear a nice wide path for easy access to the door. He made sure to point this out to me, completely vindicating the purchase.

The main floor of the Shack was packed. Gardening stuff, a couple of spare doors, a whack of reclaimed windows, an old air hockey game, 3 of the earliest ever made television sets, & other assorted treasures completely cluttered the front room.
Manic scouted ahead & reckoned as there was plenty of room to shift some of the stuff upstairs to the second floor. Easy for her to say....
This is the staircase: a tiny landing 3 steps from the bottom, then a tight turn & straight up. Yes, the steps really ARE  as steep as they appear, & that IS a trapdoor at the top that will fall & smack you in the head if you forget to latch it up.
With me @ the bottom handing up to Mr Shoes, we managed to move a lot of the "I've got a project in mind for that", & the "better keep that just in case we need it someday", & the "don't you dare throw that away" stuff into the second floor.
Out of a pair of free entertainment units, Mr Shoes made a large & pimped out hutch for the does with 6 different levels & lots of cozy hidey holes, all of which are totally accessible through big doors on either side of this Bunny Burrow.
Construction on the buck hutch, Floki's Kingdom, continues. In the meantime...

Floki is quite comfortable in this large dog cage until he can take delivery of his new home. This cage is about 4 times the size of the commercial cage he was born into & shared with 3 of his littermates until a couple of days ago. They must all have been baby bucks because, even though they are only 3 months old, the other 3 bunnies all had bites marks on the tops of their ears & one even had a little chunk out of his nose too.
Of the 4 in the pen, Floki stood out because he was the only one with red & sable spots. He is also the only one with no battle wounds - I'm thinking he's a tough bunny. However, he is easy to catch & appears to enjoy being handled & petted.
Doe #1 is Siggy. In a pen with other jet black littermates, as soon as the door opened Siggy stuck her head under the RabbitMan's hand to be picked up. I didn't see any wounds or signs of fighting amongst the girls in her pen at all.
Doe #2 is a little bit shy & takes full advantage of all the safe, quiet spaces in the Burrow, but she is easily tempted out with a bit of spinach or bread & she does not resist when I go to catch her. And with that, the 4Shoes rabbitry is up & running.
Manic MinPin has been banished from the Sugar Shack (because she's a nutter) & is clearly frustrated. I swear that she tries to drill a hole in the back of my head glaring @ me from the window as I walk across the yard to the Shack, & I can hear her barking out, "I helped you clean out the Shack, you're being unfair to me, I just want to sniff them a little bit! This is TOTALLY some kinda bogus BULLSHIT!" Despite her outrage, I remain unfazed by Manic's reasoning & false promises. *Manic is not hurt in any way; she is wearing part of a sock just to keep her ears warm.

Thursday, 18 February 2016

Baby Envy

It's a documented condition & I am absolutely afflicted by baby envy.
I mean, I have a really bad case.
Not 'kidnap a kid' bad - more like 'pining to parent again' bad.
Parenting is a job that takes all the love & patience & devotion you have inside you.
It takes years & years of dedicated trial & error experience to master the job.
It is not an easy job, but it is more rewarding than any job that you will ever work for pay.
But then, just when you're at the top of your game,
somehow your job is just pretty much.......... Over.
If you're lucky, you may get to stay on as a consultant.
If you're very lucky, your kids will live close by,
& you will have the joy of being a "hands on" grandparent.
One day I'm sure that my kids will give me grandchildren.
Some days are definitely harder than others to wait patiently.
In the meantime, until that happy day,
I keep my skills sharp on any kinda baby that gets within my reach.

*This post was inspired today by my dear friend, The Park Supervisor.*

Sunday, 14 February 2016

Thursday, 11 February 2016

Puzzling the Puzzled Puzzler

I am working on a post that is... challenging me.
I have plenty of material, but the pieces are all broken up, like a puzzle that I am struggling to make come together. But I'm going to keep at it.
In the meantime, Peace y'all.

Sunday, 7 February 2016

Boycott Dainty Hooligans

When decent people do or say something hurtful & insulting to another, they apologise. When an employer says or does something hurtful & insulting to or about an employee (in an email yet!), it falls into an all new category of shameful.

I hope Sherene Zarrabi will file a civil lawsuit; the negative publicity for Jessica Issler & Dainty Hooligans plus a punitive monetary judgement against them may be the only apology S.Z. will ever receive & the only message that could sting J.I. 

If she only knew, she was perfectly beautiful Just The Way She Was.....

Give this a read & tell me what you think:

Store Deletes Employee's Instagram Pictures Because She's Not a Size Small

Thursday, 4 February 2016

Hopeful Faces

This is how I'm greeted every time I walk into the barn; 3 times a day, every single day. *I have never once had a fish.