Happy Two Week Birthday!

By Becca

The babies are two weeks old today, eyes open, ears up and legs beginning to work together.

Polly was the most alert this morning, so she was chosen as this week's model, the others where being fat and sleepy.

It's so fun watching these little guys grow up, 

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Nice to see ya!

By Becca

Yesterday was day number ten for these little guys, and that marked a new stage in their lives… now they can see when they leap and scramble around in the nest box :)

1st Week Update

   The baby bunnies are officially one week old today!  Their fur is starting to grow, and we can now tell what colors they will be for sure.

There is one broken castor, and three black and white. The castor is from daddy, Simon. But where the black comes from is a bit of a mystery.

Even though they can't see yet, they are getting very active and like to explore the perimeter of their nest box when they are not occupied by their most favorite activity, napping.

Drumroll please...

The moment you've all been waiting for, 

We have babies!!!!

After the last two false alarms , we chose not to do another countdown and kept things a little hush-hush.  

Friday afternoon we came home from a day of shopping, only to be met with clouds of white fur blowing from Rosie's hutch.  Beth cautiously lifted the lid to see four fat babies huddled next to a mound of fluffy bedding (Rosie isn't the best at tucking them into bed) so we covered them up for warmth and hurried inside to tell the glad news. 

Our Recent Finds

    We never know what we are going to find in an antique store.  There are some specific things we look for, like my (Beth's) hunt for Jadeite, but sometimes as we scan the shelves, something completely unexpected will catch our eye and we'll know we've found a treasure.
   At the beginning of this week we stopped in a couple of nearby towns and discovered some neat little shops.  The first one we went to was a combination of consignment stuff, collector's items, and antiques.   At the bottom of one shelf, I found an adorable set of retro mugs.  Becca immediately claimed them.

 Becca (standing over my shoulder and reading as I type): "Well, you didn't want them, right?  You were showing them to me"

 Me: "All I had time to do was say 'Aren't these cute?' and then you scooped them up in your arms, saying 'Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!' and rushed to the counter"

Becca's excuse:"They didn't have a price on them, I had to see how much they were!"