I’m blaming the weather for my lack of blog posts. My usual solution for writer’s block is to cook something and to concoct a story around the photo of the food. But the icy temperatures we’ve had, soup – that most un-photogenic thing – has been the order of the day. I can’t write about the great excitement that prevailed when, last week, we experienced snow storms around the country; it seems all everybody else has written about.
Wikipedia often sparks a bit of inspiration, but this morning’s random click generated only this piece of glum trivia:
Pemphigus herpetiformis (also known as “Acantholytic herpetiform dermatitis,” “Herpetiform pemphigus,” “Mixed bullous disease,” and “Pemphigus controlled by sulfapyridine”) is a cutaneous condition, a clinical variant of pemphigus that combines the clinical features of dermatitis herpetiformis with the immunopathologic features of pemphigus
Glove- and balaclava-clad, I took myself into my garden for a bit of Sunday morning pottering in the wintry sunshine and razor-sharp wind. Alas, even weeding was not an option; the weeds have all gone! Some of you may remember my pride and excitement at starting this little garden. In the days before the arrival of Big Red Betsy, I looked forward to spring and summer and imagined myself plucking great bouquets for my vases.
Total desecration has been wrought by my resident rodent …
My rabbit is, it seems, possessed by an evil spirit and she seems set to nibble and tug until nothing is left. This was once a rose bush that yielded generous Just Joeys …
My Zen birdbath, encircled by my beloved agave ‘roses’ is one of the saddest things I could imagine viewing:
And your hare doesn’t stop at plants; pots are smashed, boots are chewed, even my Persian carpets have been rendered more antique-looking than I wish for.
I’m beside myself with woe. I’m going to ask my butcher to take off the bunny’s head and prepare it for the pot. There’s a French recipe for rabbit stew in one of my mother’s notebooks. I’m going to study it in a moment. Just as soon as Betsy gets off my lap, where she is momentarily resting snugly from her obsessive foraging.
Oh, and a bird has moved in with an egg, but more of that later …
You seem to be targeted by birds and beasts!
Regarding your ‘mixed bullous’, yes and the frequenticisity of the frabjoles is quirtessifically milgormous.
Fortunately those echevarias will propagate readily from the leaf fragments, if you can lie them on top of soil away from ravaging rabbits.
As the old song goes: ‘ain’t no mountain high enough …’ … the rabbit is agile. What can I say?
I’ve heard it’s been cold in South Africa. We had a few warm days here in Sydney last week and I secretly hoped winter was over and Spring had arrived. Alas, it was a total false alarm. A wicked change came through bringing colder temps than I have ever experienced in Sydney, wind, rain and storms. Today was only about 11C and normally in Sydney we don’t have anything lower than 16C. I know that’s not that cold for North Americans but I just don’t have the clothes to keep me warm in these sorts of conditions. Now back to your bunny. What a naughty bunny. No wonder farmers call them a pest. What about putting naughty bunny in a cage? xx
I have a cage, HL, but I feel so cruel keeping her in it.
Oh dear, naughty bunny! I would love a bunny but know of there destructive noshing so have been put off. Sorry that your girl is being so naughty Cindy. Would a companion bunny help?
Mandy
Stay warm.
Oh heavens, Mandy, I am afraid that may mean double the destruction!
Maybe you could make her a special place just her for herself to roam and chew with plenty of her favorite plants to chew on. Inside a very large fence. The bunny that I had as a teenager did nothing but run away all the time. I could have starred in track and field.
My entire garden is only about 6m square!
Certainly there is a story in there.. if nothing less than the rehabilitation of you lands and “livestock”.
Still, nice to see you running down the halls, again!
Thanks Ric, I’m kinda betwixt and between as to where I’ll take this blog in future
Sounds like you might be experiencing some of that global climate change there…it also sounds like the bunny has developed a strategy for staying in your good graces.
I’m doing a hard-sell marketing drive to get the bunny into the good graces of a new owner, Charlie ;p
Bunnies have their moments, don’t they, Cindy. I won’t tell Maddie, she idolises them. Waiting eagerly on the whole pigeon-egg thing…
I’m waiting for the pigeon story to emerge, Kate. It’s rather like watching paint dry. She’s just sitting there next to the egg staring at it!
that bunny is like a puppy! She needs lots of chew toys
She needs lots of little people to make a fuss of her, that’s what she needs!
May be a palatial hutch would be an answer?
For me or the bunny, Pseu? *wink*
Hope your weather Improves soon. Your poor bunny sounds quite frustrated with life, as you must be with all that destruction. Rabbit stew does sound a bit drastic though.
Never fear, AD, rabbit stew is never going to happen in my kitchen
I didn’t know you’d had snow. I can’t imagine how the bunny could eat a rose bush – didn’t the thorns hurt the tongue?
They were all baby rose bushes, Rosie.
What a bad bunny, that’s some serious destruction but whether it’s the rabbit stew variety I’m not sure
Nope, Optie, I guess I’m hoping the local petting zoo will take her.
A month ago, a pigeon laid eggs in our balcony. We felt pity on it so we let it stay until the eggs hatched and then they could move out. I have to say they’re pretty messy and we struggled a lot to clean up after they moved out… just to you a head up
And what cute, naughty, little bunny !!!
You are so right, Tesney, I can’t believe how much mess one bird can make!
Although the loss of your plants is not funny, I did have to chuckle that he was curled up on your lap. I think she needs her own space, a palatial hut, I believe someone suggested. Food for thought.
If I had more space, Dee, I think my little garden is far too small
shambies, poor old bunny
just looking for a bit of love 
it’s a bit like having a puppy around I would think, chewing and fussing until you are about ready to pull your hair out.
I wish I had time to train the bunny, seems they learn far slower than puppies
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Thanks Optie, will do it over the weekend.
Oh no…where’s Thumper? Do rabbits go through the terrible twos?? I really hope it resolves with a win-win.
I hope so too, Amy, I am at the end of my tether.
Been ages… you’re still very charismatic
Hey Flim, it has been far too long. Super to see you here
OMG, Cindy…sorry to discover the extent of your damage
No idea if there’s light at the end of the tunnel, but I hope you find an amicable solution that doesn’t involve stew!
The story ended happy-ever-after for all parties, Naomi
Cindy, it ain’t funny, you have a naughty bunny…
..Now what’s happening with the egg and the feathered friend? 
I posted an update, Mal. Now we await the departure of the feathered One.
Maybe Welsh Rarebit . . . instead of Rabbit?
I’ll settle for a good old cheese toasty
Sounds like a plan, Cindy! (But please don’t follow through!
) You’ve had writer’s block, and I have had writer’s overload – neither one can be very pleasant believe me! My overload has caused me to neglect my blog friends, and I do apologize. I’ll try to get back in the swing, but it will take me a while! Hope you are doing well.
I pinged you in a story I just put up, because it mentions a wonderful creature with your name. Couldn’t help but think of you! (That’s meant to be funny! You bear no resemblance, but you are sweet. . .)
Thanks Paula, I am equally remiss in my neglect, but hoping to catch up with everyone soon.
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