If the Rabbit in My Garden Could Twitter

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Thinking the song “Little Bunny Foo-Foo” paints us in an unflattering light.

Attempted entry into Heidi’s garden by running against webbing where perimeter is weakest.

I’m in.

Getting frustrated with my sideways eyes.  My difficulty focusing close-up has caused me to nibble half a pricker weed instead of a red pepper leaf.

Decided to eat everything green regardless of pricker texture.


Wondering why it’s so easy to get these plants.  Is it a trap or is Heidi just stupid?

Hop and see.

Finding solace under the oregano patch. 

Why do I want pizza now?

Heidi’s got some Japanese beetles on her grape leaves.  Too bad I’m a vegetarian—they look like cherry chips.

LOL at Heidi’s chicken-dog, Jasmine.   She’s actually afraid of me.

Boo!

OMG!  Heidi is walking around her garden now, a few feet from me.

She picked the cucumber I wanted.

I’m nervous (I’m always nervous).

Trying to play "statue" becoming more and more difficult.

Must bolt out.  Must bolt out.

I...can’t....stand...it...one...minute...more

RUN!

Run against webbing right next to Heidi’s foot, drop and race under shrubbery.

LOL!  With my very LONG, acutely sensitive ears, hear her SCREAM HER HEAD OFF and watch her run into the garage.

Time to multiply.

Comments

Dawn@Lighten Up! said…
I'm laughing (I'm always laughing)
When I read your posts.
LOL @ Ermie friend scared of bunny!
-loved it. You nut!
August 2, 2010 at 12:28 PM
jane, candid said…
Too funny! I keep picturing the cute and fuzzy white bunnies from the end of Monty Python's Holy Grail (cover your neck whilst in thy garden)
Jane
August 2, 2010 at 4:31 PM
joanne lee said…
That was great! His relative lives in my garden so I could visualize each line you wrote.
August 2, 2010 at 9:22 PM
Susan Dyer said…
Weren't you looking for a hasenpfeffer recipe awhile back?
August 2, 2010 at 10:54 PM
Doctor FTSE said…
This is not really about your wonderfully funny post . . . but can I ask you something connected with your occupation as a water aerobics instructor?

This has always puzzled me. If one member of a synchronized swimming team drowns . . . do they all have to?
August 4, 2010 at 1:35 PM
Will Burke said…
I just read the last three posts, and this is freakin' hilarious! Glad for the excuse for the introduction -- Cheers!
August 6, 2010 at 7:18 AM
Larry Hyatt said…
What a great angle, tweets from your real world. I like that and all the catchy headlines, too. I'll be looking forward to reading more.
August 6, 2010 at 9:34 AM
ssaretsky said…
LOVED IT! Very intuitive...I think you pretty much pegged what the bunny was thinking....especially the part about "time to multiply"! Great post and I think you're right. We must be related!
August 6, 2010 at 12:53 PM
colbymarshall said…
Ok, I am TOTALLY now waiting for you to create a "Bunny in Heidi's yard" twitter. If you do that, I'll create a twitter for both the Monkey Steve on my blog AND one of the ninja squirrels...
August 8, 2010 at 12:42 AM
Heidi-"Heidi in Real Life" said…
Colbymarshall--it's your turn. Bunnyinmygarden is really tweeting. Now it's your turn.
August 8, 2010 at 9:16 AM
Bagman and Butler said…
This was a classic, wonderful, laughing my pants off, get inside the mind of a bunny and tweet post!! Great stuff. Thinking about a bunny tweeting finally made me understand why Easters Eggs come from Easter Bunnies and not Easter Chickens.
August 8, 2010 at 9:19 AM
colbymarshall said…
I saw that! Not to worry- it's on my to-do list for tomorrow- once I have them up, theyshall come follow the bunny!
August 9, 2010 at 12:13 AM
Lisa Gail Green said…
Okay - that last line REALLY got me! I love it. Even though I suspect the bunnies that are ruining my lawn are part of the evil gnome conspiracy to take over the world. Oops, I'm not supposed to sound insane on my first comment. Sorry. :)
August 12, 2010 at 12:02 PM
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