The Bunny Maker Gets Juicy ....

With Scurvy threatening we've gone juice-mad here at The Warren.  Anything that once languished on a branch or plunged it's roots into the ground, is now grated and pressed to glorious liquid goodness.  5-a-day?  Nah, we're on 11.

A cucumber hovers on the edge of a purposeful death, following the spinach, ginger and beetroot into a centrifugal whirlwind.

Thanks to Abel & Cole my kitchen is transformed in a greengrocers.  For those of you under 25, that was a shop, back in the old days, that only sold fruit and vegetables. Imagine.

I plunge and push, grin and whirr until I have ended up with twelve of these jewelled beauties...

Apple, spinach, ginger, beetroot and cucumber.  Carrot, apple, courgette and cabbage.  Pear, apple, ginger, beetroot and lemon.  On and on it goes until I filled 12 bottles in all.
I give some of the discarded fruit pulp to the chickens and the rest goes down the sink disposal chomper thing.  (More whirring and grinding and a nasty compulsion to put my hand down it to see just what would actually happen).

This is inadvisable and I suggest that, if you have a sink disposal chomper thing, you DO NOT DO THIS as you will get 'A Blockage'.  I got A Big Blockage.  Followed by A Small Flood and A Non-drained Dishwasher.  In fact The Warren was totally blocked up with fruit pulp, dirty dishwater water, a half-drained sink and, on removing the pipe under the sink, pulpy water flooding everywhere.

Meanwhile, in another part of the house, something else was being shredded and pulped.

Small, black, Spaniel; friendlier than a paper shredder; a lot more mess.

Tomorrow all the juicing starts again because I ordered a whole supermarket veg section and 12 bottles isn't the half of it.  Next week more will arrive.  Eeek

The Bunny Maker opens something new ... Wohooooo

The Warren Annex is open.  It took a long time but, at last we can all say 'Ta daaaaaaaaaaa!'  This Autumn also sees us going into part partnership AKA 'an interesting arrangement' with next door neighbour, Linda.  Linda runs Digby's Dog Holidays and lives bang smack next door.  We get on like a house on fire with her telling me my house is a mess and me, getting my own back, by trampling dirt over her tidy floors.  We get through a lot of wine.
When I am away (and, yes, I do have to do that as I have the three bun sons) she looks after the whole shebang and keeps things ship-shape.  Just a single stare from Linda and everything tidies itself up.  Here she is opening The Annex...

The Annex is insulated and can be heated in winter meaning we no longer have to turn away house bunnies and indoor piggies in the colder months.

In the picture is one house.  Each level is 8' x 3' x 3' and joined by a ramp through an 'ole in the top floor. That's a total of 48 square foot of bun moving space as well as enough height for upward stretching.  We can close up the trap door and use each level for Guinea Pigs too.  Obviously we can add hiding places, tunnels and other levels depending on who is staying.  We've only got two of these so, if you would like to board your buns here from the end of October onwards please, please book early!

There now, what a sensible post that was.  A bit better than the Giant Metal Chicken one.

The Bunny Maker mourns a little (or moans) ...

That last post was all hot air as far as I can see!  Getting back into blogging?  Jeeesh!  I wrote that back in January and it's now September.  Lame.
This is another 'back to blogging' post so we'll see how it all pans out then shall we?

Updates.  Yes, lets do those first.  Erm.  Where to start.  I nearly spent £300 on a giant metal chicken.  This is the most interesting update I have.  It think that is significant in the 'nearly' aspect.  If I hadn't have had to rely on a friend (you know who you are) to ferry the thing home then it would have been mine.  Said friend gave me a stern look and said "I am happy to ferry the chicken home but I just want you to know that I do not approve for your decision to spend £300 on a giant metal chicken."

Because of that I do not now own a giant metal chicken.

Why wouldn't anyone want one?  I mean, come on ..... What better use is there for £300?

On a chickeny subject, I have six new ones without daft names like the last crew.  Except for Daisy the Frizzle who came with her name already.  None of them are red or giant or metal but they do lay many, many eggs which, I guess, is more useful that standing around being giant and metal and probably being walked into because it is too giant and metal.

Sigh.

I didn't realise quite how much I am mourning the loss of a giant, metal chicken.  I shall sleep.  And come back.  Tomorrow.

Pukuuuuuurk!

Bunny Maker? Where are you?

I'm here! Honestly I am.  It's just that it's been .. er .. kinda hectic here.  Well, not here exactly, but inside my head hectic it has been - exactly.  Yup.  Sometimes my brain gets so full that nothing happens and nothing gets done and I sit in the middle of lots of confusion drinking wine and wondering why I'm feeling so anxious. So, the upshot is that I had a little time out.  No sewing of sock buns, no blogging, tweeting or anything really, just a whole lot of Castleville on Facebook and being a good (debatable)parent to the boys. 
There have been changes at The Warren too.  The most significant and materialistic change is that I, finally, have one room of our house 100% how I want it.  One room of any house we have ever lived in really.  Up until now we have lived with half our taste/stuff mixed with the previous owners taste.  Bleughh.

I GOT A NEW KITCHEN!!!!

I don't any superdooper pics of it yet but this is a little taster of it's gloriousness.

 (Thank you Grandpa Bunnymaker xxx)

Many other things have happened too. My beautiful Nosy is now a much loved house bunny, in a quite, calm, adult home, with free run of the place.  Spike is all loved up with a lady bunny and starting his new life in his new home.  I am so pleased that they are finally able to have what they both needed.  I will write a post another day about them and my (apparently controversial) decision to rehome them both.

Now at The Warren are Liffy and Bumble (Mini Lop) and little Yeti Bun.  Liffy and Bumble were both rescue buns who I bonded together. I got Bumble before Christmas and chose him just for Liffy.  Both are what is called 'Black Otter' in colouring which makes their pairing doubly cute. 

 Bumble

Liffy grooming Bumble

Yeti is my house bunny who has been confined (much to her disgust) to my workroom!  She has eaten the entire house and chewed through 3 MacBook power cables at £60 a pop!!  Mr Bunny Maker only knows about two of them.  (Another post coming about house bunnies and chewing in the pipeline too).  She is waiting (not that she knows it) to be bonded into a trio with Liffy and Bumble, to live outside. 

New arrivals also include The Chickens. Purkuuuuuuuurk!

 

From the left: Patrick, Gherkin, Blancmange and Plankton.  NEVER let boys name chickens.  They took b*&@?y ages to start laying but we are now getting a definite three a day with a 'double-yoker' about twice a week from Patrick.  I think her name might be the root of the irregularity.  They did have free range of the garden but, after covering the patio in the most diabolical poo on the planet, now have a lovely enclosure (built by Mr Bunny Maker) to be confined to.

The Warren Bunny Boarding was chock-a-block over Christmas.  On the day itself we had 16 bunnies and two guinea pigs here. Everyone has gone home now and I am looking forward to wielding the pressure washer and giving everything a pre-spring clean out.

I have much much more to tell you all about but long blog posts are tedious to read.  I am now in blogging mode so expect normal service to resume!  See you all soon ....