Here he (or she) is:
Friday, May 30, 2008
The Bunny is Safe!
Just in case you're interested, I was able to get the bunny safely to the wildlife rescue center. He (or she; turns out you can't tell until they're ready to mate!) is now in an incubator with another bunny of similar age. I've taken some pictures of both "our" bunny and some of the other animals at the center, and will post them later.
Huzzah! Looks like sometimes stories do have happy endings!
More on the Bunny
I heard from the Walden's Puddle animal rehab a little over an hour ago. They've promised to take over caring for the bunny provided I can get him (her) to their doorstep by sometime around 4 this afternoon. I just checked out their website; looks like they have quite the opporation going on! One Ring and I are going to make a donation, too, in order to help pay for the expenses the bunny will incure.
In other news, I just finished the pesky article that was due last week. I have to drive out to Nashville now and suffer through some kind of "graduation" luncheon for those who have been tortured by boring ethics lectures and discussions. If it were not for the free food and my getting off work early, I would certainly be skipping this event. I'm also praying that I get some job offers soon, because I have to do this same thing next year if I stay for another residency!
I'm glad I'm leaving here in about 30 minutes. For some reason, my office is very hot. It's muggy and hot outside today, with a high supposedly reaching towards 90. I guess the A/C can't keep up. It's making me sleepy, though! Maybe I'll just sneak out even earlier . . . : )
More later, after I get done with the bunny rescue mission. I also have kung fu tonight, so it may be a while before I can blog some more.
Peace.
More Signs That Some People Have Too Much Time on Their Hands
I know lots of fans of the Harry Potter series of books and movies. But this guy goes way over the top. He's built Hogwarts - out of matchsticks!
Here's an article about the artist and his hobby.
Read more!
Bunny 911
Yesterday afternoon I came home, expecting to see nothing remaining of the three bunnies that Barney the Dog of Destruction found in our back yard. You may recall that one went flying over the fence, while the other two had softer landings in the flower bed in our front yard.
Well, I pulled in the driveway, softly praying, "Please, no bunnies; please no bunnies," because the thought of blind, hairless babies being outside defenseless all day - and still alive - was more than I wanted to deal with. I figured that I couldn't keep them alive, and that they were going to die eventually no matter what I did, so I was essentially praying all day that they would have a quick and painless death. But no.
Coming upon the front steps, there he (or she; I haven't checked) was: the last surviving bunny. Oh, crud! I thought. Now what?
I confess that I left him there (Barney was going nuts by the front door and I had an armload of groceries) and called One Ring. She suggested that I call Barney's vet and ask them. I did, and they promptly told me that the bunny was doomed and that nothing could be done to save him (her). Too young, they said. I just collapsed on the couch at that point and became a pathetic lump, angry at Barney and wishing I could do something to keep it comfortable.
Well, One Ring came home and took control. One look at the bunny and she went into action, setting up an artificial nest, calling the local wildlife rescue society, and preparing a mixture of Gatoraide and water. Several times last night she fed the little guy (or girl), and this morning he (or she) is alive and resting comfortably (at least it looks that way).
So the plan now is that she's going to call the wildlife rescue group (who will get a link and donations if they're very nice and helpful to us!) and set up a time for me to bring the bunny in. I'm only working a 3/4 day today, so that should give me enough time to head home, feed and take the bunny north of Nashville to the site.
One Ring also wants me to take some pictures of the critter and post them here. So I'll do that tonight.
This has been a truly bizarre situation, and as soon as things calm down maybe I'll be able to reflect on them. Not to say that this is the reason these events happened, but it's helped me to put some things into perspective.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Sorry for the Lack of Posts
But I've been on vacation. And then this morning I was traumatized by my dog.
We had fun in Chattanooga, where my in-laws rented a cottage on top of Lookout Mountain. In case you don't know, Lookout Mountain is the home of several well known tourist attractions, such as Rock City (You know you're getting close because SEE ROCK CITY is on every barn within a 200 mile radius!) and Ruby Falls (announced by very large red billboards which also are everywhere within a 200 mile radius).
However, as One Ring and I are immune to advertising (especially gawdy advertising) we didn't go to either. We even skipped the Lookout Mountain Incline Railway, which travels up and down the mountain at a 70+ degree incline (of course the trip takes less than 5 minutes and costs over $14). We did go to the Tennessee Aquarium, which was fantastic. I'll be posting some of the pictures from that and the other, really weird adventure we had (at the Dragon Museum!) later on when I download them from the camera.
But alas, for now I have to pretend to work. I'm over work. Really over work. And I have a full load of appointments starting at 1 and going until after 4 today. Plus grocery shopping on the way home. Well, maybe I'll pick up something nice for myself since I was so horrible scarred by this morning's bunny incident (can you tell I'm milking this for all it's worth?)! : )
Enjoy the day.
I Am So Traumatized!
Today is my first day back from vacation. As such, I'm finding it extremely hard to motivate myself to do anything productive. Even though I have a class to teach in 45 minutes, a paper due last Friday (still not finished), and patients to visit, I don't feel like doing much. On top of that, my psyche has been deeply scarred.
This morning, while getting ready to leave the house, I heard Barney barking in our backyard. He was digging furiously at a spot up against the rear of our house. I didn't think anything of it until I heard a faint squeaking coming from the same area. So I went running out and found that our Dog of Destruction had found a rabbit nest, and three baby bunnies. They were so young, that their eyes still hadn't opened and their skin was completely fur less. Barney immediately grabbed one in his mouth and began his favorite game of "come and chase me!"
After several minutes of me screaming, Barney running, and the bunny squeaking, I finally caught him, freed the bunny, and tossed it over the fence, where I prayed that mother rabbit would soon find her young. Not knowing about the other two bunnies, I went back inside and proceeded to finish getting ready. Then I heard the doggy door slam.
Yep, there was Barney, tail wagging, yet another bunny in his mouth. This time the chase went all over the house, where I finally caught the dog on our bed when he dropped the bunny to catch his breath. This bunny I let loose in the front yard by the flower. No sooner had I done that, then Barney went out and picked up the last of the bunnies and returned to the house. Repeat chase scene.
When I left the house, one of the bunnies looked okay, the other two I have no idea about. I'm going to think positively and hope that mama bunny came back and saved the day. In all likelihood, though, the neighborhood cats are currently looking skyward and saying, "Thank you, God!"
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