Sogna helps Mamma study! And various ramblings

First I wanted to say thanks for all the comments on my last post, especially all of BL's friends who visited, most of whom I hadn't "met" yet.

The story actually reminds me in some strange way to my favorite speech from Plato's Symposium, given by the comedian Aristophanes. It's silly but really beautiful.

Here's the gist:he explains that at one time, all people had two heads, two sets of appendages, were basically like two people stuck together, but actually one individual. At one point, Zeus got angry, as he often did, and used his lightening bolts to split each individual in two. And so we are to spend our lives, searching for our other halves. And the wholeness that we experience when we find them is called "Love."

OK, that's enough of the serious mushy stuff. Frivilous bunny picks:

My study buddy.

I don't know how it's possible for me to be so far behind. School doesn't start until Monday, yet I have eight assignments that I have been "advised" to complete by then. I've completed one, almost done with the second. Ahhhh!!!

Buns still seem very happy in their big new apartment. Desperately trying to explore the bedroom, which is off limits, and I think Biff is in love with the bathroom, but I try not to let him in there because it's a little scary. I woke up this morning to find the dirty old toilet brush that the landlord so kindly left us in the doorway of the bathroom. Who put that there!

Oh and no PeeChair since Sunday or Monday, I can't remember, but that's a good thing!

Also, I found a website that has plastic wire cover in seven or eight different colors! I bought 100 ft of white plastic pre-slit tubing for $29!!! (White SHELL, White!!!!!) and it will be much less of an eye sore than the black stuff, especially against my white walls and carpet. Let me know if you want the website.

Someone's doots smell, any thoughts? Should I be worried?

OK, long weekend ahead. Wish me luck!!!

I can hear RG scoff from New York...

This is a blog about Love.

I made that assertion on Valentine's Day, and I believe it is true. This post is most certainly no exception.

Before I begin, let me warn you that it may seem strange, at first, that I am writing a post about two buns loved and lost from the Houseful of Rabbits. All will be revealed in time my friends. (Yes, that's a Chili Peppers quote).

Actually, this all may just sound really strange. And you may think BL and I are completely off our rockers.

In any event, here goes:

Scooter was a big, sweet bun that BL had bought for her granddaughter. Rejected by Granddaughter's parents, he stayed with BL and RG at the Houseful of Rabbits. BL loved him very much, he would snuggle in bed with her and lick her face.

Unfortunately, Scooter was ill-fated. He contracted a debilitating parasite, and in the summer of 2005, he had to be put down to save him further suffering. BL was distraught.

Scooter

(Look familiar? Just wait. Story gets stranger.)

Later, Stanley came to join the Houseful of Rabbits. He was also originally intended as a gift, for RG's daughter, but he was unhealthy so BL thought it best to keep him. He struggled with illness for most of his sweet little life.

One day, BL was snuggling with Stanley in bed, when she felt Scooter's presence there with her, reassuring her, telling her that he was OK, he was in a better place and he was no longer suffering. She was relieved, and was finally beginning to heal after the loss of Scooter.

But was it possible? Scooter and Stanley had never met in life, yet BL was sure that she had felt Scooter's energy through Stanley. Perhaps, the answer is that, although the two had never met, Scooter and Stanley were Soul Mates. Two lives intertwined. Two bodies, one spirit.

This is Stanley.

Stanley passed away in the Spring of 2008, around the same time Biffy came to live with me. Is it possible that Scooter was reborn, and that I found him in a pet shop in Manhattan? And that after Stanley had done his job of comforting BL, he passed away in order to be reborn and find his soul mate. And that Stanley was reborn as Randy/Sogna (originally thought to be a boy), only to suffer more before being dumped in a Staten Island shelter (January 2010), believed to be a lost cause and scheduled for euthanasia, rescued by a wonderful woman with the NYC Rabbit Rescue and Rehab, nursed back to health making a full (and unexpected) recovery, and later adopted?

Maybe it's just a bizarre series of coincidences. But if any of this is even possibly real, then I'm beginning to be convinced that everything happens for a reason. Two soul mates stayed apart so that Stanley would be around to help BL cope with the loss of Scooter. And Sogna's foster mom was in the right place at the right time to save her from death row. And Biff and Sogna, who bonded almost right away after meeting at the shelter on May 17th, 2009, a little over a year after Stanley's passing. (I was told at the time she was believed to be approximately a year old). And that Biff and Sogna both happened to be at the shelter that day?? Had Biff and I gone to meet does a day earlier, Sogna may not have been there. Ours was Sogna's first introduction to a potential adopter. And had we gone any later, Sogna may have gone to a different home. Or Foster Mom may have decided to keep Sogna, which she was already considering heavily. If any of these coincidences had not worked out the way they did, these soul mates may have had to wait another lifetime to finally meet.

And maybe I joined blogger so that I could meet BL, befriend her, and let he know that the souls of her boys live on in Biff and Sogna, happily ever after.

Happily Ever After, whatever their true names may be.

So, who (Besides RG) thinks BL and I are crazy???

What a Crazy Week!!!

Mom had been talking all kinds of nonsense, telling us we're going to go to a new place, and that she hopes we like it, and try to be brave.

"What is she talking about, Biffy?"

"Don't care."

After that, things got really strange. There were boxes and bags everywhere, and mom and Jon were putting all of our stuff into them!!!

"What is happening to all of our stuff, Biffy???"

"I don't know, Sogna. I'm investigating now."

We asked Mom and Jon to PLEASE stop touching our things, but they didn't listen.

Then, we thought we were going to Mima's house. But it just didn't seem right. Our stuff never had to get all messed up to go to Mima's before...

"Where are we going Biffy? I'm scared."

We had to stay in the little box for what felt like days. Then, we got put down in a big room, and let out into the little pen that lived in the closet. There was a door at the end of the room that Pops kept opening and closing, throwing in big boxes and stuff.

We had to stay in that little pen for more than 24 hours!!! Oh, the humanity!!!! Mom kept saying something about us not being safe, there was plastic and wires and something about the landlord being disgusting and leaving filth and sheetrock and paint chips all over the floor.

Friday night, we got released from jail. We ran at top speeds Mom had never seen before. And binkied!!! She thought, we must be doing ok if we were binkying!!!

Jon and Biffers enjoying the space.

Mom here:

Sogna seems happy. She's able to move about freely, not confined by any wood floors, and there's a nice maze for the buns to spend their days in safely. And the pen is still up, until the buns are comfy here.

It's much bigger and quieter than the old place. We'll always miss it there, and maybe someday we'll go back to the noisy neighborhood, but I think everyone will be ok here for awhile.

Biffy seems like his usual disapproving self.

Buns are not supposed to go in the bathroom (because it's not clean enough yet), or the bedroom (permanently, so there will be no more pee bed), but they've managed to get a good look at both already (without incident).

I do miss being able to watch them play as I fall asleep at night. And leaning over the side of the bed petting Sogna as we both fall asleep, almost every night. It doesn't feel right to not be able to know what they're up to when I wake up and when I go to sleep. But I think if PeeBed continues, Jon will leave me. OK I'd be lying if I said it didn't bother me too.

Now we just need to cross our fingers that when Jon and his couch move in, PeeBed will not be modified into PeeCouch!!!

Hope everyone had a nice weekend!!!

P.S. - T minus one week until school starts!!! And I just found out I need to to the first two weeks' homework in advance, even though I don't have the book yet. Wooo Hooooo wish me luck!!!