Scruff's Scribble with Einstein - 11/20/2005
Hello again Scruff’s Scribblers. I hope you’re having a good week and are ready for more of the highs and lows of Bobtails.
Before I get started on this week’s news, hasn’t it been so cold this week? I’m a lucky boy because every night I get to snuggle down next to the Mrs in a fleecy bed next to the radiator, but I know some of my friends will be out in the cold every night.
Techno-idea Jim has asked me to remind everyone to dish out some extra straw and hay to their buns and cover up bunny hutches or take them inside if possible. He suggested this top tip for water bottles to stop them freezing – cover them with an old, but preferably clean, sock.
I heard another story this week that made my whiskers curl. On Monday Delia had a call from a woman who said she needed to get rid of her rabbit because she was neglecting it. It turns out she had a five-year-old female dwarf lop who she kept in a garage and forgot to feed for three to four days at a time. Now I know how I feel if three or four hours go by and someone doesn’t give me a bite to eat, so this poor little girl must have been in a dreadful state. There’s no wonder she was obsessed with food when she arrived at the rescue.
Some of the girls have been keeping an eye on her to make sure she settled in. She’s been out in a run but Delia is keen to do things slowly with her, as she needs to readjust after such a horrible time. Delia’s called her Hoppity and say’s she’s lovely.
The woman, whose house and garden were beautiful, on the other hand isn’t so lovely and should be ashamed. Why do these people take on buns if they have no intention of looking after them.
Do you remember Connaught, the wee chap who was found in a terrible state wondering around Marble Arch? Well he’s fixed up really well and has been adopted by Bobtails volunteer Auntie Sue. Not only has he got a new home, he’s got a girlfriend too. He’s going to be paired up with seven-year-old Coco.
As you know, I’m trying to teach double trouble to write so they can take over the job of Scruff’s Scribbles. This week I asked them to write a sentence each about what they have been doing.
Dougal wrote: “Eye luckd 4 the fud cubord.” Florence wrote: “I watched Newsnight, nibbled on carrots and had a pleasurable time watching the washing machine go round.”
As you can tell, there’s a great difference in their writing styles and I still have some way to go.
Last week I told you how they had been climbing onto the dining chairs to get onto the table, well this week they have shown us how they can jump straight onto the table. Delia’s really worried they are just going to go skidding straight off the other side. Do you think a French polisher would be able to get their new carvings out from the table top? I’m not so sure.
Delia has assured me that the BOBTAILS CALENDARS are ready! Keep you eyes on the website to find out more details. I can’t wait. They’ve made my Christmas shopping ever so easy. Calendars for everyone.
Oscar, the bun who was dumped on Bobtails’ doorstep and then rehomed to live happily ever after, was the subject of an article in the local paper. It was great to see such brilliant coverage in the local paper – long may it continue.
One final thing for this week it news about Auntie Martine’s bun Disney, also known as Git Face. Last week Auntie Pat’s bunny Jack tried his paws at swimming in the toilet, well this week old Disney dived into a flip-top bin and got a bit stuck. What a load of rubbish! By the way, I heard he's asked Father Christmas for a new cat to chase. I'll bet Auntie Martine's feline friends were laughing their socks off when he landed in the bin.