tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728319015429509229.post6260478665576986065..comments2023-11-02T08:19:06.471-04:00Comments on The Bun Life - 3 Bunnies, 1 Single Guy, and a Torn Up Couch: The Bun Life - Couch SymanticsThe Bun Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04105614876112939825noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728319015429509229.post-11306965285203272812010-04-27T10:09:37.081-04:002010-04-27T10:09:37.081-04:00I can't imagine. I think you need to learn to...I can't imagine. I think you need to learn to trim it, or at least file it or something. You can't go to Dr. Saver every time you need to trim his snaggle-nail. That'll cost you more money than I'll probably earn in my lifetime!<br /><br />PS. I'll be at Petco this Saturday and the 15th and 16th (with you, right?). Sorry I never answered your email.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15468713627933431744noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728319015429509229.post-57587752581715508442010-04-26T18:59:02.176-04:002010-04-26T18:59:02.176-04:00just when i thought i could finally trim mr. b'...just when i thought i could finally trim mr. b's nails, he grows a deformed one and i had to take him to the vet. but dr. saver says it's a perfectly normal, be it deformed, nail. so i will attempt trimming his nails yet again when they grow out, corkscrew and all (or take him to the vet). don't ask how much that nail cost me.c.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00327855530274503216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728319015429509229.post-72406525951761488922010-04-26T12:11:24.175-04:002010-04-26T12:11:24.175-04:00I had been wondering who "c." was. Not ...I had been wondering who "c." was. Not much of a google profile. Very mysterious...<br /><br />A cork screw? That sounds attractive. hope you keep it nice and trim.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15468713627933431744noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728319015429509229.post-25403833941307176142010-04-23T19:29:33.682-04:002010-04-23T19:29:33.682-04:00nails...mr b has a nail that grows in like a cork ...nails...mr b has a nail that grows in like a cork screw...c.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00327855530274503216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728319015429509229.post-68746999507247041432010-04-22T15:37:33.398-04:002010-04-22T15:37:33.398-04:00You don't understand, I HAVE to pick her up. H...You don't understand, I HAVE to pick her up. How else do I hug her? If I so much as think of entering the same room she's in, BAM, she's gone. That is, of course, unless I have a carrot, then she goes through that whole drama. I dont pick her up often, hardly ever (starting to sweat), seriously not even once a month (blood pressure rising, showing signs of deception), okay maybe once a week. I swear! Once per....hmm...let me see...okay yeah, about once per 24 hours. <br /><br />Oh come on! How the hell do you live with a walking loaf of white bread, and a walking loaf of Pumpernickel Rye (with flying ears) and NOT pick her up??? Absolutely impossible. <br /><br />Plus, how do I pluck Frannie Feathers otherwise?? Not like she is gonna offer them to me, right? Of course there is the brushing and the nails, which she must be picked up for. SO other than those 14 times a day I pick her up, it hardly EVER happens.The Bun Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04105614876112939825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728319015429509229.post-46688353159306371782010-04-22T11:09:05.155-04:002010-04-22T11:09:05.155-04:00LOL. I laugh every time you call her that. Your ...LOL. I laugh every time you call her that. Your mom must have died when she saw what happened to her beautiful living room set. But I see BF's point. Vacuums are terrifying to begin with, I can't imagine sleeping in one. I, for one, have four different vacuum devices and I love each one in their own way.<br /><br />Frannie- I heard a rumor that you love being picked up, at least by strangers. That's not true? In any event, in answer to your question, talk to my buns again and you'll find out what happens. Just a warning. Although I could see being tempted. They could teach you a thing or two too. Like how to train Jim to almost never pick you up. Or how to punish him any time he goes out (by using his bed as a litter box, of course).Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15468713627933431744noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728319015429509229.post-68450822000161389052010-04-21T20:51:32.255-04:002010-04-21T20:51:32.255-04:00there must be architectural plans of the great bre...there must be architectural plans of the great break in somewhere...just look for papers that have the edges eaten away!c.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00327855530274503216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728319015429509229.post-58023173912361272122010-04-21T19:11:57.991-04:002010-04-21T19:11:57.991-04:00Oh, I know this is very stupid, and I am embarrass...Oh, I know this is very stupid, and I am embarrassed (red faced) to ask, (sighs) Frannie wanted me to ask you if, because she influenced your buns to destroy the couch, do you plan to pick her up in the near future? I know, really stupid, she is petrified and obsessive about it but I have to ask or else I am punished.The Bun Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04105614876112939825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728319015429509229.post-60289362867953312402010-04-21T18:46:16.566-04:002010-04-21T18:46:16.566-04:00Lisa, I moved in with my folks about 5 years ago t...Lisa, I moved in with my folks about 5 years ago to help take care of my Dad after surgery and help my Mom out. When I left a year or two later, my mother begged me to let her keep the 9 trillion dollar vacuum I bought while there. She offered up her new precious livingroom set (couch and loveseat) as extortion for the vacuum. Well, she saw the couch after Frannie really tore into it and almost had a heart attack! I offered to trade back the couch for the vacuum but for some odd reason she said no, oh and Fran told me she can't sleep in a vacuum anyway, but I wouldn't put anything past BF.<br /><br />I LOVE calling BF a Pumpernickel LOAF!The Bun Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04105614876112939825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728319015429509229.post-80816660698677922182010-04-21T17:49:01.068-04:002010-04-21T17:49:01.068-04:00Pumpernickel? I just had a sandwich with pumpernic...Pumpernickel? I just had a sandwich with pumpernickel bread, not really relevant though. Where theres a bun theres a way.Christinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10162908970037557053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728319015429509229.post-2279975079009727742010-04-21T10:51:43.506-04:002010-04-21T10:51:43.506-04:00Jim - I wanted you to know, that Sogna has initiat...Jim - I wanted you to know, that Sogna has initiated couch destruction. Not a lot of damage yet, but definitely enough to notice. So I guess I owe my landlord a new couch. <br /><br />I think maybe BF and TR are in cohorts with Biff & Sogna. Have they been sneaking over to teach my rabbits their devious ways while I go to work? I don't like it. Your rabbits are a bad influence. Please make it stop.<br /><br />Anyway, I thought you might feel vindicated to know apparently you don't have the only delicious couch in New York.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15468713627933431744noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728319015429509229.post-15678865357832633392010-04-21T02:49:52.038-04:002010-04-21T02:49:52.038-04:00well those are determined buns!well those are determined buns!Crafty Green Poethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02486633917197181851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728319015429509229.post-78001101009051936552010-04-19T21:47:27.913-04:002010-04-19T21:47:27.913-04:00KInda sorta like the Great Escape, except opposite...KInda sorta like the Great Escape, except opposite.......well that's a bun for ya!d. moll, l.ac.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16007607538375968631noreply@blogger.com