grazing goodness
why yes, it does look like norcal…
majestic mama
this is seriously the colour of the water…
my beloved euki having a sunshine snoozle…
spring on the island…
shamelessbunnypics
no matter where we go, he’ll always be a california bun…
A recent headline, elucidated here:
And my brother’s interpretation of Buster’s rebuttal:
Unkuwl Bannon has wots of time on his hands…
BUT, we are currently in Ireland, where marijuana is not legal. So they turn to another daily drug, which Busty has taken to with great enthusiasm:
how much more cute could they be? and the answer is none. none more cute.
“it’s snowing, let’s all go into labour at once!”
city of light, city of my heart…
petit dejeuner à Paris
Maison de Thé (Mariage Frères). English: miles and miles and miles of tea…
Jubal in Paris (teacups for Messieurs with Moustaches)
old window; young bun
small window; big bunny
brrr cold pictures cold brrrrr
pasture…
baby sage
miss rosa the well-fed-on-goat’s-milk-kitty
baby goat. ’nuff said.
miss peppermint
TOTES MA GOATS!!!!!
snippets…
united airlines wins big points for their bunnum-friendly policies. AND their incredibly bunnum-friendly flight attendants…
busty did great on the ferry, despite 40 hours of traveling and 18-foot swells in what was casually described as ‘not the best galestorm in which to head out’. melinda did… less well.
the view from our little corner of the island…
grumpy bun on ancient wall….
moot irish signage.
The Tourist And The Hare 