Little bunny Foo Foo

Hopping through the forest. Picking up the field mice and bopping them on the head... and along came the fairy and she said, "little bunny foo foo, I don't want to see you picking up the field mice and bopping them on the head"

Has been re-done to "little bunny Foo Foo hiding from the big kids eating clover and lettuce and alfalfa hay" and along come the human mommy who says, "little Sonia/Kayla if you aren't gentle you will kill Foo Foo, so please be careful"

Uh, yeah.
I heard Kayla singing "rock a bye baby" and turn the corner to look and see her...

With the bunny in her arms, on his back with her rocking it like a baby doll.

(Please forgive the camera's noise, the mess on the table and the lousy focusing and camera moving.)

Officially it's Sonia's bunny.
It is named Foo Foo or Fluffy.
It's an American Lop Eared Bunny, although only one of his ears lops consistently.
He's the first in the plan of raising bunnies. He's the pet. And if I knew how to spin fur into yarn, he'd have some use. However, I don't have the tools or talent for that, so his usefulness is to give the kids something furry and alive to love. The breed came from mixing Angora Bunnies with Lop ear bunnies. He's really fluffy and really soft. Hence you can see how Sonia decided the name would be Fluffy. Although normally he's called FooFoo.

The plan also includes chickens. As pets, of course. No roosters. As far as I can tell, the county permits us to have 2 or 3 chickens because we're not in any of the incorporated towns. The CCandRs of the housing development bans them, however we don't have an HOA to enforce anything and people living here disregard the CCandRs on lots of things. In fact when we moved in, there was a feud going on across the street. Neighbor A (tsa agent) called the Sheriff on Neighbor B (the CA highway patrol cop) for parking a trailer on the street. The Sheriff didn't do anything, in fact I think he told her they don't care what CCRs are, it's not their job to enforce them. "The Warden" the WW2 Vet who walks the neighborhood likes us, so I don't think he'll give us grief as long as we aren't obnoxious about it.

The extent of their enforcing anything around here is the 2 self appointed wardens walk around the neighborhood and put fliers or notices on all the doors. The last time anything was done (before we moved in) was when someone parked a large boat on their front yard and they put notices around reminding everyone that unless there was a flood, arks shouldn't be parked on front yards.  The ones with the boat told me about it. It was before we got there. If anyone gave us grief and made cracks about an ark about a boat, I'd be putting animals 2 by 2 in our front yard. You want an ark? I'll give you an Ark. How bout those 2 pigs? Cows? oh, of course you need a rooster and chicken, 2 goats... heh. I might be passive aggressive, too.

And just a reminder.. look to the right- up a bit - right there- there's a picture of a lion costume and giraffe, then below that and about me blurb and  below the about me heading, there's a disclaimer- don't take anything here I say too seriously. Nothing I say here is meant to be serious. Even my complaining. So don't anyone think anything and get bent out of shape over anything I write- ok?

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