Lala is a klutz. Stamped and guaranteed. If another bunny placed a bet of 10 poos (that's our currency by the way, since that is what we have and can produce most readily) with me on Lala mixing up her examination date, I would double the bet on YES! I know this for sure because it happened today... When her examination date should be tomorrow morning!
Anyway, it was pretty much an eventless day for me today except for witnessing the muddle-headedness of Lala and a Poo-ball game between 2 groups of boarding bunnies.
4am - Lala wakes up (in shock) when she fell off the bed and consequently woke me up as well. Hate the bright lights that she turns on in order to do her last minute revision.
5.30am - Just about to step my bunny-foot into dreamland when the 4 boarding bunnies decided on a game of Poo-ball between their 2 playpens. It's Dumbledore and Harry Potter vs Feizai and Langzai, and the first team to kick their poo and land it on the mop in the far end of the living room wins!
5.35am - Kick-off followed by 20min of eventless (not to mention mindless) kicking of poo out of both playpens by the 4 bunny friends. I bet Lala is going to get a rude shock when she sees this mess later!
6am - 1st goal by Dumbledore! He looks, he aims, and he gets his poo right on target!!! He is ecstatic and does a binky, mid-hop and crashes into a side of the playpen. At this point, I see Lala looking at us in amusement.
7.40am - Lala leaves for the examination not knowing that the date is wrong. I tried to tell her that she got it wrong by thumping the life out of my bunny foot but she doesn't get it. How dense can some women be, I wonder.
10.05am - Lala calls Mr WS and tells him about her screw-up and that she has decided to go shopping instead since she is already in town. Good for me because this means I get more nap time in peace.
3pm - Lala comes home and does her S.O.P of waking me up while I am napping. As usual. Let me count... She went shopping and bought 4 bags of stuff when she should be studying on the eve of her examination and none of the stuff are for me!
For this injustice of forgetting to buy me anything while on her shopping spree, I have decided to ignore her and teach her a grand lesson by messing up my play area right now. I hope this teaches her a lesson...
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Lopp's Blog Entry #1 - 19th May 2010
My name is Lopp, master of the house. I know this for a fact because Lala cleans my sleeping area more often than she changes her own bedsheets. Okay, maybe this does not demonstrate my superiority well enough. Let me put it this way, when I am down with a cold, I get to see a vet immediately (not that I like this actually) but when she gets a cold, she tries to self-medicate and sleep it all away. In fact, I think Lala spends more time talking to me than anyone else. Even her boyfriend (whom we shall name Mr WS here for confidentiality purposes).
Generally, I do enjoy the attention which she lavishes on me but she an get alittle more than enthusiastic about it sometimes. This seems to happen especially often when I am having a lazy, afternoon nap, dreaming of my endless carrot and treats supplies... Then she wakes me up. She tries to justify it saying that I tend to sleep like a corpse and that it scares her so she's just checking that I am okay. But I'm sure that this is just her sad excuse to fulfill her need for attention from yours truly.
Now, I am not trying to make Lala sound like a sad 29-year old loser without friends and a proper life. No, far from that actually. Actually, I happen to think that she looks quite good, especially her knee. To cope with the lack of a female companion, I have quite gotten used to having make do with her knee, soft-toys lying around the house and my personal s**t toy. I meant soft-toy, hello people but what were you thinking?!? I am a bunny for goodness sake!
Generally, I do enjoy the attention which she lavishes on me but she an get alittle more than enthusiastic about it sometimes. This seems to happen especially often when I am having a lazy, afternoon nap, dreaming of my endless carrot and treats supplies... Then she wakes me up. She tries to justify it saying that I tend to sleep like a corpse and that it scares her so she's just checking that I am okay. But I'm sure that this is just her sad excuse to fulfill her need for attention from yours truly.
Now, I am not trying to make Lala sound like a sad 29-year old loser without friends and a proper life. No, far from that actually. Actually, I happen to think that she looks quite good, especially her knee. To cope with the lack of a female companion, I have quite gotten used to having make do with her knee, soft-toys lying around the house and my personal s**t toy. I meant soft-toy, hello people but what were you thinking?!? I am a bunny for goodness sake!
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