Sunday, December 5, 2010

Baby Dobby

 That's me on the right. I'm the littlest one! 
We are 3 weeks old in this photo. 
We ate all the potatoes that were in that bowl!

 I was a little sad to leave my family, 
even though I got to live in Aunt Robin's bathtub for a day.

 This is me in my own great big bathtub. 
Not impressed with the accommodations.

Nice swimming pool, though. 
Actually, this is my potty. I used it from the very beginning.

 Now we're talking. 
A cozy waffle box, a bird blanket, and some nice grass!

 Yes, this hut will do nicely!

My own Step-Saver kitchen!

 I liked the heat lamp. It made naptime and bedtime very cozy.

I spent most of the day out of the bathtub. 
My favorite place was by the door with this beautiful white rug!

 It was love at first sight: My White Rabbit Rug!

Yes, it is MY White Rabbit Rug, now. 
And don't you forget it!

 Sweaters are nice, too. 
That's how I say I like something- I bite it!

I like this curtain, too. 
I'll just chew the corner off when you aren't looking.

Just getting pouffy, sitting by the curtain 
and looking at my White Rabbit Rug!

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Capybara in the House

 A very special corner of the kitchen is all clean and ready for ME!

Good morning, White Rabbit Rug!

 Oh yeah. Hi to you, too.

 My milk is made from powdered goat's milk (for kids!) with some plain yoghurt and instant mashed potatoes or organic baby rice cereal to thicken it.

 Milk sticks to my nose and whiskers!

 I like to wipe my mouth on anything handy, like furniture or pants and shoes.

 Sometimes I wipe my nose on my White Rabbit Rug.

I eat timothy hay when I have my milk, so hay gets stuck to everything. 
Did you know that white glue is made from milk?

Then I go outside and wait for the next milk time. 
I'll chew on some boots or blankets and make sure no chickens get inside the house.

Milk time again! Love that milk! 
The rugs aren't as clean as they were a few hours ago. 
What happened?

 Who got mud on my "White" Rabbit Rug?

 Uh oh. You know, that mud might have come off of me.

 Rinsing my feet with water before I came into the house wasn't as effective as we had hoped.

 I'm waiting but the next milk isn't coming fast enough.

 What does it take to get the third milk of the day on time?

Potato Time! Yellow and russet potatoes, orange and yellow sweet potatoes, Japanese and purple yams and an apple. Hey- where's my corn on the cob!

Crunch drop nom nom nom. I hope you are making my number four milk!

Not so clean any more. Rugs and rabbit to the laundry, bowls to wash up and dried milk to scrape off the floor and walls. Isn't it fun to have a capybara in the house?

Friday, October 22, 2010

Prince Dobalob's Throne Room

This is my old bathroom. A hole in the ground with a lid. There have been several holes like this, but there aren't a lot of places left in the yard where we want to put poop holes.

One day a bathtub, a toilet, and two sinks appeared in the middle of the back yard. They stayed there so long that the rabbits dug a nice hidey-hole under the bathtub.

 This is Becky and Kannon. They are laughing at me because I really, really want to see what Kannon is doing, but there is a fence in the way. I thought Kannon was digging a new poop hole, and in a way, I was right.

 I was surprised when Kannon closed up the poop holes and put sticks in them.

 Last time he built a deck, the greenhouse went on top of it.

 Kannon is the strongest man in the world. He moved that cast-iron bathtub all by himself!

 Thank goodness there are some privacy screens!

 There is even a nice big step for clumsy capybaras!

 I still have my fur groomed professionally, even though I now have facilities available so that I can do it myself.

 I thought my bathroom was done, but the fence went back up.  Kannon installed special flooring and then grass started to grow. Norman, Cubicle, Cleopatra, Boxcar and Boondock are taste-testing the new grass.

 The black rubber floor heats up nicely in the Seattle "sun."

Aaaaah! Custom made for a prince!

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Trip to the Cabin

I don't like car rides very much.

I remember this place, now.  It used to stink like deer and rabbits, but some of my smell is here, now, from the last trip.

My Dobhouse is still here and my milk and potatoes seem to be here, too.

It isn't as scary as I remember it. Plus, I have a new bed with skulls on it!

Are you going to sit down?

Thanks, I needed a chin rest.

You can comb my whiskers for a while, if you want to.

That's enough, thanks. You are dismissed.

I'm actually kind of busy.

I still don't see why I can't come in. I can sit here all night, though, if it makes you feel guilty.

Wait- aren't those the iris from that corner at home where the chickens are destroying the garden? How did they get here?

Heh heh heh, this is the little wading pool from at home. No fish, though.

It isn't so bad here after all. I think I'll refuse to put my harness on so we can stay a little longer. 

Hmmm. This wasn't what I had in mind. Oh, well. I guess we can leave in the morning.