Me and my book

Oh dear, some people can't find me now I am famous world wide so they can't buy my book.
This is especially for Phyl in California. We have been trying to find you through rabbit links in your area but have been unsuccessful.
If you are still interested, Phyl, contact for me is still on my blog if you page down the "Its Here" entry.
Please email if you have any problems,
Must dash and scrabble in my clean litter. I like it to look homely.
Love,
Harvey

More training sessions

Dark days are for training the family. It's all retraining really. We've been through it all before.

It's my rule that every time I'm picked up for cuddles or for checking things out I get a treat. Raisins are good, or banana. As soon as I'm put down I stick to their feet in case they forget and I need to give a nudge.

I was a bit naughty last night. My treat ball was empty and J was dozing on the sofa so I pushed it all the  way across the carpet and put it at her feet. She didn't notice so in the end I had to give her a nip on the leg. That woke her up. She knows I wouldn't do it for no reason so she checked my treat ball and took it away to fill.

I'm always told to stay when she gets treats for me so I played my part and sat down to wait.

The doors in my cardboard hideaway are coming along nicely. Not too big and not too small. Just the right size to stay safe when it's poop-check time. I'm in charge.

Hello America

I'm trying to work out how to post my books all over the world. So far I've reached Malta and Paris .
Don't go away Phil, my family isn't much good with computers. The machines never seem to answer the questions I ask but we will get there.

Love, Harvey

Boring books

Books, books. It's all about books here. I had to sit on a box of them just to point out I need a bit more attention.
I had to do the same sort of thing at Bunny Hops when I had my holiday the other week.

The place was full of youngsters, not one of them anywhere near my age, so had to give them a bit of instruction of how to behave when they get to ten. When I was put in the holding pen on the lawn while my place was being tidied, I did a high-sky escape jump and raced round in front of their hutches flipping binky after binky. Julie didn't see me until I shot passed her for my third lap of honour. After a while I let her catch up with me. I wasn't a bit tired you understand. I just don't like to cause her any worry.

This week has been Rabbit Awareness Week but it hasn't been too good for me. I've had the tummy problem again. It lasted for five days this time. I have been so uncomfortable but was still eating although more slowly.My Metacam helps a bit, mmm it tastes of honey and the pro-biotics. Anyway things are back to normal today so I've been demolishing my cardboard hide-away to prove the problem wasn't with my teeth. I know them! They can think up all sorts of reasons for taking me to the vet and I hate having that 'scope in my mouth.

Cooling off

It's me! I'm under the wet paper towel. It's supposed to cool me down in this hot weather. If I wanted to cool down I would go into the utility room and flop out on the cold quarry tiles beside my big bowl of water. J should know how sensible I am by now surely but she likes to think she's taking care of me so I let her get on with it.

We knew a cat once who used to lie on a pad on top of the Aga whatever the weather. I don't get that close, I like a bit of a breeze from the window while I'm snoozing.

There's been too much rain lately so it has been too wet to go out. Now it's too hot for my paws on the paving. It doesn't matter to me, I love it under my table whatever is going on outside. Phew!

http://forums.rabbitrehome.org.uk/showthread.php?348579-Wish-Harvey-Happy-10th-Birthday!!
Thank you everybody.
Love, Harve

I love........

Fresh litter, clean cuddle blanket, new hay, firm bananas and a newly changed bed. All this happens every morning so its my favourite time of day. I try them all straight away. I drop a few messages into each litter tray to make sure nobody else uses them, tidy my cuddle blanket into a good pillow shape, check out the hay bag and remake my bed, scrabbling and pulling it about with my teeth until I'm satisfied. I can then settle down for the rest of the morning. When all this hard work is finished and I've tucked into my breakfast, the rest of the day is for relaxing, nibbling greens, stretching out and dozing. All I have to do later is make my birthday list.

I'm starting my celebrations tomorrow and they should last for a week just to make sure the actual arrival of yours truly is covered thoroughly. When you get to ten you have tried most things in life.

My pet country mouse who lived most of the time in the garden drowned in a green plastic waste bin. We found him this morning. Also my blackbird has gone now there are no more babies to feed. I'm getting much more attention and have been allowed to explore the rest of the garden.