While Mommy was away in New York, Hai took some up close and personal portraits of the babies for her to show to complete strangers. Now every halel vendor on Broadway between 26th and 29th Street know what a Gouda and Baby Brie are.
You can tell when something’s going to be a chick flick by the opening credits; animated scrolling text spells doom for all men. Gouda is already bored by this point and only stays for the rest of the movie for the free snuggles.
“About those snuggles, you were saying…?”
For a true southern belle, I made red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting (of course!) with iced sugar cookie bows. A quick iPhone pic and a memory is all that remains of these little guys.
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THE BUNNIES NEED FOOD AND VET CARE!
Raising two children as a single mother is tough, especially when your babies are not allowed to come within whisker-length of each other. Baby Brie is recovering from 48 intense hours consisting of that fragile time in every ladybun’s life best described by Britney Spears’ seminal classic “I’m Not A Girl, Not Yet A Woman”; although with a false pregnancy and hysterectomy in the same week, she can technically be considered not a girl, nor a woman.
The not-so-secret surprise for Gouda is here…a sweet, 2 lb. 14 oz. agouti bunny rescued by Rabbit Match! She has been home for an hour and the rest of the household is in love.
Since she just got spayed yesterday, she is being quarantined from Goudarrific contact for 3 weeks. Sad sigh! Her minimum security enclosure consists of a smaller pen inside a larger pen, keeping the bunnies a minimum of 6 inches apart. They can meet nose-to-nose in 3 weeks, upon which I expect interesting results.
I’ve been keeping a secret from Gouda for 4 days now, and it’s killing me. Secrets are SO MEANT to be shared! I’m going to keep my lips zipped for the next 4 days, but in the meantime here are some hints:
1. Good things come in small packages.
2. Gouda will have to make room for someone new.
3. Gouda may not be happy for the first few months, but he will adjust.
Gouda had a GI stasis scare this weekend.
Actually, Gouda had GI stasis and I had the scare.
I have learned much from his first critical health issue, but nothing is as important as being vigilant about your pet. If I hadn’t noticed Gouda was not acting like his normal little hellion self, I would have woken up on Saturday morning to a dead bun. As it was, my weekend looked more like:
To Grandmother’s house we go!
Gouda and Mommy are excited to see the G-parents and Eemo this weekend. Big news about Eemo: she is moving to a strange and distant land called ALBA-QUEER-QUEER which sounds French to me, but Eemo assures me New Mexico is definitely no walk in the Champs Elysee. She will be missing out on the prime of Gouda’s life but does she care about this as she makes her decision? Mais non!
