Blind
Time is not kind to rabbits. Probably because in nature they aren’t really supposed to live beyond a year or two before becoming food for something else. Sylvia is now nine years-old, and pretty much completely blind. She will probably only live another year or so at most, and would be dead already if we hadn’t gotten her fixed when we got her from the shelter. (Rabbit factoid: 80% of female rabbits will eventually develop uterine cancer if they aren’t spayed).
December 2005. Starting to cloud over
Now
She doesn’t do much now except hide in the little area by her haybox. Poor bunny.
I’ve got rabbit on the brain because of all the morons that I saw asking for “Easter bunnies” on Freecycle recently. It got me all riled up about rabbits the way I used to get before I had kids. Pre-2003, Bruce and I were the world’s biggest rabbit freaks. We had all manner of rabbit objects around the house, went to every HRS San Diego Bunny Fest (probably one of the more organized and militant rabbit groups in the nation), and I even ran a rabbit hotline out of our house for a while. We still have a lot of rabbit stuff, but now it’s overwhelmed with Hello Kitty and Sesame Street junk and I am usually thinking about the next possible opportunity to crawl into bed rather than rabbit welfare. I swore this wouldn’t happen if Bruce and I decided to have kids. But who knew we were going to get them all at once? Oh yeah…right. Maybe all that rabbit/fertility imagery all over the freakin’ house. Hmmm.
Other stuff: so um, I’m more than a little behind on email and updates and everything else. Not news, I know. The girls’ preschool was out all last week for spring break, and tomorrow’s class is cancelled because the teacher has a funeral to attend. (Can’t people die right before a weekend or something so I can have time to answer my email?). Soooooo, the last couple of weeks has basically been going to parks, breaking up fights, making meals, breaking up fights, potty training, breaking up fights, cleaning up disasters, and oh, breaking up fights. Do you think I am a wee bit jealous my pal is taking off for Coachella this weekend (VIP passes, no less)? HAVE A GOOD TIME! DON’T FORGET YOUR FRIGGIN SUNSCREEN!
On the bright side, I have gotten a decent amount of sleep for three nights in a row now, and with that energy I managed to get Darcy to pee on the potty–her hated adversary–JUST ONCE. If you’re curious about the level of resistance I am dealing with, here’s a little clip for you.
Today’s experiment required the following things:
- A small seat to put on the big toilet
- Two gates stacked on top of each other in the bathroom doorway (to keep her in)
- A prechooler with an extremely full bladder
- A bowl of nice, warm water
- Me–to hold loud, objecting preschooler on potty, while putting warm water on her feet
And IT WORKED. Somehow she had gotten it into her stubborn head that it wasn’t physically possible to pee while sitting down (”Caaaaaaan’t make pee on potty! Stand up! DON’T LIKE POTTY!”), and I knew all we needed was one breakthrough to show her that indeed it is very possible to pee sitting down, and hey!–not so bad actually! The result seems to have suprised her and made her slightly less resistant.
Oh God, I have the Hello Kitty theme song in my head. No preschool = lots of Hello Kitty videos. Time to sanitize with some new Moz…my two favorites: “The Father Who Must Be Killed” and “To Me You Are A Work Of Art.” Good stuff. He’s finally getting laid now, you know.
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So much for Digg’s “democratic” nature
Fantastic redesign of the White House website
Let’s shut that door
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We all knew this was coming - Microsoft’s latest antics
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If you’re using Google’s calendar, you might like this FF extension



Poor Sylvia. She’s had quite a run for a bunny though! Mine only lasted about 4 years. As soon as one went the other went within a month.
That soundclip….Man she’s really anti potty! I think I would have givin up and let them go free-range in the backyard! Kudos for the determination!