I want mummy to put together a nice video of me using some footage filmed last week, but she keeps making excuses that the PC doesn't want to co-hoperate, spends much of its time displaying a blank white screen and egg-timer (what use is that?) and that I'm not allowed to buy myself a new one.

There are so many videos I want to share and I might even show everybun the new love in my life, but I can't so you'll just have to make do with the debut of Fluffball (filmed by Uncle J's new camcorder which mum has been testing to score more Amazon points so I can get more freeebies).



Mummy says this video should have taken no more than 20 minutes to put together but it's actually taken 12 hours and 9 minutes which includes dragging a clip along the timeline then going and pegging out the washing while it moves into place, dragging another clip then feeding the Burrow Court residents while it moves. Cropping, panning or any editing are now impossible and the PC stutters and stalls on previewing even the shortest and simplest sequence of clips so it doesn't look as though there are going to be many clips of myself for some time. I am so fwustwated and mummy's hidden her bits of plastic from me.

Poor Dame Maddie Bun CBE Profeshunal Shopperer
and in love.

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The Bit of Fluff, as my neighbours call her, is gazing at photos and You-Chewb videos so I finked I would make my furst journal entry and show all my new friends what a brave boy I've been today.

Finking about it. Should I go into the big scary garden?


Hmmm.... I'm not too sure about it. I don't like wide open spaces...


... so I finked I would dig myself a new burrow to hide in instead:


Phew! What a scary day. My nerves are in tatters now so Inga's going to give me a sedative to help me sleep.

Night all...

It's 33 dig-reez up in the brick burrow and 34 dig-reez down in Burrow Court and we're all too hot. It's no fun wearing a fur coat in this weather. Enuff is enuff: will somebunny PLEASE take the batteries out of the sun.

I'm too hot to type any more and am going back under my fan to hump Una but, furst, here's a little video of myself tooth-purring on Buncle A's knee when I wasn't quite as hot. There may be more little videos to follow soon if I ever cool down again.

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- brought us yummy fresh parsley, London mint and Maddie even sent some of her fruit slop down to us in Burrow Court. (She seems very happy today for some reason.)

Fank yoo, Buncle...

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Mmmmmmmmm,more ear-rubs, tooth purrs and fresh mint from London-town followed by a serenading. Life couldn't be better....


I think Buncle A loves me...

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I'm in my outdoor recording stewdeo with Buncle A supervising the recording of the next Bunny Tunes hit song, Mr Poo Man. Everything is set up and Buncle is sitting out on my pattyo with the recording gear singing about Mr Poo Man and Mrs Wee....

Cuddles, snuggles, ear-rubs and fresh mint.....

Mmmmmmm....

I always look furward to visits from Buncle A:

I was up bright and early this morning, have washed my face, paws and bottom, combed my whiskers and polished my ears because.... I have a visitor who's promised to fuss me, cuddle me, rub my ears and sing to me. Mmmmmmm, blisssss.......

Now I have hopologised to my friends, returned their toys and agreed to continue with my furrapy, mummy says I can show my friends my latest little outing.

I refused to allow Carlos to go out in my Dame-Mobile without me, so mummy took me out alone - but I had such a good time. Some of the photos are not up to my usual standard because stewpid mummy only took her camera-phone with a small haperture and slow shutter speeds.

As the headucational bit, I started off learning all about the Wye Valley Railway which closed in the 1960s. I had a wander on the old rails - both broad gauge from the old Great Western Railway and then some standard gauge from the Wye Valley Railway.


I've never even seen railway lines before so this was quite an adventure and something to tell Inga and Einstein all about. I didn't see any trains though:


Then, as part of my furrapy and getting back to my normal self, I went into town to look at the shops.

I started by looking at cookers (not to jump in this time) and tacky felly-tones:


Then some toys and burrowhold items:


Then a bike shop. I've never been cycling. I'd like to try but I'm not a very fit bunny and it might not be very becoming for a Great Grandma:


I'm regaining my interest in shopping now so stopped to look at some burrows for sale to try and catch up with Misty, Moab and Hester:


Then I found a SHOP for sale (coincidentally, part of mummy's ex-werkplaice). I think I could REALLY enjoy myself if I bought a shop:


I turned my back on gambling. This is immoral and I am a very moral Dame:


My public were gazing in awe at me (and mummy) with wide-open mouths so I felt it was time to hop out of my Dame-Mobile and take a stroll through the 16th century Market Hall. It wasn't market day so it was empty and I had a good run up and down. I enjoyed myself very, very much:

Hopping along the Market Hall. I was the only bunny there.


Then, from my elevated position, I looked down on the town:


-before returning to the burrow via the antiques shop


with a very tasty-looking door:


- once I'd had my Dame-Mobile wheels re-aligned.


Home again:

OK, I have to admit it. I've been a naughty bunny - but I was only looking after myself and protecting myself from harm.

Since the rather pawgeous Bentley  the black monster died (sniff, sob...) I've been wurried about illness and being a poorly bunny. I remember how nobunny took me seriously and just laffed when I developed the potenshally fatal Red Spot Disease last October so I had to protect myself because I knew that nobun else would.

While mummy was away in Scotland-land, I put together all my own medical supplies - stethoscope, syringes, sharps, auntie-bionics, metacam, vack-scenes ... everything to safeguard myself from becoming ill. Also, I kept a little souvenir from Bentley the black monster - I kept his favourite toys, lead and harness. Then I sneaked out at night and .... errmm.. took the toys from everybuns' apartment to put them into my storage boxes to keep them safe from harm.  When mummy replaced them, to make sure they didn't get lost and as security against me becoming ill, I took those too. I was only trying to take care of myself, you see. It's kept me sooo busy for 7 weaks and I haven't even had time to go shopping - so I've had to make terrible sacrifices, but a bun's got to do what a bun's got to do.

During yesterday evening's power cut, I sneaked out and collected up the latest batch of toys then just as I was about to put them in my cardboard box collection for safe-keeping, the lights came back on suddenly and mummy saw them all.

Today I've had to spend the full day hauling everything back down to Burrow Court and hopologising to everybun. I know I was just preventing myself becoming ill but Inga now tells me she's wurried and that she's going to extend my Cognitive Bunhaviour Therapy to cover OCD and Munching Houses Syndrome.

Poor Maddie.

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Here they are, my new littul bruvvers and sisters and I luffs them all.


Black bruvver and sister twinsiz:


My littul blue sister to luff:


My little black sister to luff:


My littul blue bruvver to luff:


My littul black bruvver to luff:

I've just had a lovely evening but I'm not allowed to share it with my friends buntil I make a public hopology.

We've had a power cut for the last few hours and when the lights came back on, I was caught.

I didn't think I'd be found out and now I feel so ashamed.

I'm wurried my friends will think badly of me when they learn what I've been doing for the last 7 weeks....

I've gott me sum new bruvvers and sisters to luff.

Mummy says I am too old now to luff a new bruvver but that furhaps I can luff a new sister, although I can't actually LUFF her.

I luff my mummy too but she says that I can no longer LUFF her either.

I'm a verrie confuzled boy.
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I've got, I fink:

1 blue bruvver
1 black bruvver
2 blue sisters
1 black sister

Lots to luff!

I want to make it known publicly that Carlos is not going out in my Dame-Mobile unless I go with him to supervise.

He is a careless buck who has already lost ALL of his toys, THREE times and I don't want him losing my offishal carriage.

Now mum says it's too hot and humid to take my neighbour out and that he'll have to wait until late-evening at the furliest.

My nuisance neighbour is to start some cognitive bunhaviour therapy tomorrow for his agoraphobia.

I hope it werks. It will be good to get rid of him for a while and enjoy some peace....

... fur shooting our relatives:

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/hereford/worcs/8112813.stm

I miss Tydfil.  I luffed him verrie mutch.

I luff my mummy too.

I showed her how mutch I luff her this afternoon.

I am a man now.

I had a lovely day on my patty-o with Una from which we watched Carlos strutting around the lower garden. He was complaining that he'd lost his toys and couldn't find them. It's strange but I overheard the other boys in Burrow Court telling mum the same and asking if they could have new ones. I bet they lose them again very soon.

Mum's going through a mad cleaning and tidy-up frenzy (something to do with some mysterious stickers...) both in the burrow and my patty-o. This distracted her from closing both the gate and my shopping room door and, guess what... My Gethin came in to see me! Yes, that's right, he came right into MY burrow to see ME and ran all around MY cage. Then he ran round and round my room and hopped onto my roof just like Santa Paws. He muttered something about it being "Father's Day - nudge, nudge, wink, wink" but I don't know what he expects me to do about it because I'm a busy bunny these days and simply don't have time to go online to do his shopping for him. Bunfurtunately, just as he was about to propose a weeding to me, mum saw him, scooped him up and took him outside again.  Better luck next time.  I think I'll accept.

I'm back from my bun-jaunt, beginning my 'catch-up' and was going to ask Maddie to upload some pics of Bruno - but she's nowhere to be seen. I've notices she's not updated her journal since Monday and Una tells me she's hardly seen her over the last week - and that she seems very busy with something. Maddie's missed a big opportunity to spend lots of gold coins on a replacement camcorder for Uncle J because his died just as he was about to leave for his holiday. Worryingly, Una tells me Maddie's also completely lost interest in shopping - so if anybun has any idea what she's up to....

It was lovely to see Bibi in her very smart apartment and balconburrow even if she didn't want to be turn-overated. And as for Bruno, he completely swept me off my paws. He doesn't look at all like Bentley (phew!) but his late-father would be ever so proud of him, just as I am.

Here he is:




Showing off his stylish new parting: