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Saturday, December 22, 2007

Not enough days before Christmas

How can today be the 22nd? Only three more days till Christmas, and it seems that I have a lot of things to do. But on the bright side..... grocery shopping is done, and gifts are wrapped and arranged around the living room. Can't put them under the tree because the branches of our trees always seem to go right to the floor as if the tree were growing up out of the carpeting. Noble fir? Frasier fir? I forget just what type of tree this is that we always get, but the branches always fall gracefully down, like deep ruffles on a Valentino gown.

Today is the the day to start marking things off on my to-do list.... getting everything ready in the house for Christmas dinner. Two of our friends are allergic to cats, which means that after today, the cats will have to stay out on the screen-porch. Thankfully, the weather is warm and the porch will be comfy for them. And I will be vacuuming every carpet and every piece of furniture in the house, making every last cat-hair disappear.

Speaking of comfy, we drove over to Miss C's house yesterday to see the baby bunny in its comfortable bunny-friendly new home. C's dad made the condo-on-stilts from scrap lumber and chicken-wire. The bunny has three little compartments to wander around in, and there's even a bunny litter-box in there. I had no idea they made such a thing. The bunny-litter is just for bunnies, and whatever it's made of, the bunny seemed to know what it was for and he used it right away and continues to use it. See? We could have a bunny! (My husband says no way, and of course he's right.)

C's bunny is friendly and calm, and likes to be held and cuddled. The only time he gets a little skittery is when he's being transferred from one person's hands to another, but then he quickly settles into the new pair of arms and twitches his cute little nose. Every time we see the back-side of the bunny, both C and I say Look at that cute little tail!

In late January, C's bunny will go up for auction at the Agricultural Barn, along with all the other bunnies being cared for by the students in the FFA Program. By that time, C is not going to be able to part with this bunny (Mr. Chubbs, as she calls him). I told C not to worry. If need be, I will be in the audience at the auction, and I will out-bid anyone else there if she truly wants to keep him. My question for the FFA Program is just what do those people do with the bunnies after they win them at an auction?

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