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he's not a bunny; he's a lover machine

I should just accept now that Sundays are a wash writing wise. Nine hours writing at work translates into "Just hand me a beer and leave me alone" when I get home.

I did write and delete the same paragraph like seventeen times, though. So yesterday's wordcount was a whopping 134 words.

APOD: The Fairy of Eagle Nebula

The Bunny Story:

Yesterday, as I was pulling out of the driveway, I noticed a bunny in the road. So I parked the car, got out, and began walking slowly toward the bunny, concerned that it might be injured. It was doing that huddled-bunny thing, so I couldn't tell from a distance if it was ok.

It was a domestic bunny, a black bunny with white feet. And it let me get quite close, almost close enough to touch it, and then gave me the hairy eyeball and lollopped away. Meanwhile, of course, I was talking to it. "Hello, bunny. You shouldn't be in the road, you know. If you come over here, I'll put you in a cat carrier and we'll see about finding where you belong. I'm sure somebody misses you--" etc etc. While keeping a weather eye out for motorists. (People drive down our narrow little residential street, lined with parked cars and playing children, at about forty miles an hour all the time.)

The bunny lollops. I follow. The bunny lollops. I follow. The bunny lollops up onto a neighbor's lawn, which is mostly desert, really, and startes eating a weed, still giving me the hairy eyeball. I kind of hunker down on the sidewalk and keep talking.

The bunny gives me an even hairier eyeball and lollops across the street. I follow. It pauses beside the gate to a neighbor's drive, and I pause as well. And happen to look through the gate.

And ah hah. Because there is a larger white bunny--too large to squeeze through the gate--in the front yard of the neighbor's house.

Ah hah! Eureka! So I say to the bunny "If you go through the gate, I'll stop chasing you."

And the bunny gives me the hairiest eyeball, and *squeezes* through the gate, and turns around with a glare that would bubble paint. The same look my cat gives me when I tell her "Get off the table." Like, I know I wasn't supposed to do that, but who are you to spoil my fun?

Heh.

I am the bunny truancy police.

Progress notes for 24 April 2005

Whiskey & Water

New Words: 134
Total Words: 49,225
Pages: 222


Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
49,225 / 160,000
(30.0%)


Reason for stopping: I decided to resort to strong drink and a good night's sleep, since the writing thing wasn't working.
Mammalian Assistance: dogs underfoot.
Stimulants: seltzer, slivovitz
Exercise: walking
Mail: nomail
Today's words Word don't know: n/a
Tyop du jour: n/a
Darling du jour: n/a
Books in progress, but not at all quickly: Ed Sanders, Tales of Beatnik Glory; Neal Stephenson, Quicksilver
Books read: Sarah Monette, Kekropia
Interesting research tidbit of the day: n/a
Other writing-related work: two chapters critted for truepenny

Comments

Bunny Cop! *hee* *iz giggle-deathed*

(is also on painkillers, so maybe it's not so funny to the rest of you, but oh, the visuals... EBear the Red vs. The Killer Wabbit, tonight at 11...)
It was a pretty mellow bunny. Just glary. *g*
Yay for getting adventurous bunnies home! Err, did you happen to tell the bunny's people that their gate wasn't rabbit-proof so it won't happen again?
No people in evidence (iy was 6 am on a Sunday), and no way to the house through the locked fence, unless I wanted to get shot climbing over it.
Someone has to be the bunny police. Otherwise, you end up with a flattened rabbit--like the one in the middle of the street I repeatedly passed yesterday. (I hope it wasn't one of our wild ones, actually... I haven't seen any of them lately.)
Yeah, no flattened bunnies. That would be sad.
It's a good deal that you cahsed the bunny back to where it should be, though.

On behalf of bunny-owners, I thank you. (And I will also cringe at the people who let their rabbits play outside...)
Yeah, one would think they would be supervised, or in a run, or something. There are cats and hawks in the neighborhood, and tons of feral dogs.

Twits.
The latest in excercises.. bunny herding.

beats nerf herding

usually around here, it's cat herding
*giggles much* Thanks for the bunny story. I needed a smile today.
I had no idea bunnies could glare so!
Just be glad he was a domesticated rabbit instead of an urban rabbit. If he'd been the latter, you never would have gotten out alive.
You'll notice I didn't *close* with the rabbit.
Hi.

I don't know you per se, but I write, and I'm interested in reading other writer's journals, particularly those who are published. I found you via seriouswriters

So. Hi.
Welcome! Come on in!
Lollop is my word for the day.

Wouldn't the bunny's glare be a hare-y eyeball?
*groan*
Not only do bunnies have serious glares, but they can also growl. Be glad you weren't on the recieving end of one of those. There's nothing so disturbing as something cute, fuzzy and supposedly harmless growling like a cat.

Katherine
(who once trained her pet bunny to walk on a leash :-)
Yes!

At one point I had a rescue bunny and a rescue peke (with damaged vocal chords). Unexpected visitors used to be met by a dog and rabbit running at them, the dog coughing politely and the rabbit growling and barking. Then they'd bend down while asking 'do they bite' - sometimes I'd get to the rabbit before it demonstrated. :o)
people are dumb *g*
How dreadful--cowed by a fuzzy bunny!

The litle bastards can kick the shit out of you with those back legs, too. Fuzzy little darling creatures my kneecap.
Indeed.

I've never understood why people think bunnies are these nice creatures. They are tough and mean, and can give often much better than they get.
Marvellous story! Thank you for a good laugh!
YW!
funny tale :)

My sil had a bunny, who was playmates with my brother's dog. As my brother had a tiny Pomeranian, she was outweighed by the bunny in question making for a silly looking game of chase :o

You have slivovitz.

::pouts:: How come I don't?