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  <title>Musings of Moab</title>
  <subtitle>Moab and Hester</subtitle>
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    <name>Moab and Hester</name>
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  <updated>2009-07-21T20:28:38Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moab_bunny:43279</id>
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    <title>Strange goings on</title>
    <published>2009-07-21T20:28:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-21T20:28:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We are suspishus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our burrow has been filled with boxes and all the two foots' stuff is going in them.  Mummy and Daddy are racing around doing 50 things at once and we have been locked behind the bars ALL WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomp.  We are not impressed - something is amiss and we think it must be bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other paw, the good news is Grannie Sue is coming down on Friday and taking us back to Staffyshire with her for a good long hollyday.  Mummy says they might have a suprise for us when we come back - what can it be?!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moab_bunny:43057</id>
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    <title>The stench!</title>
    <published>2009-07-09T20:16:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-09T20:16:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's offishall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two foots STINK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The the two-foot litter tray hasn't been flushing well recently so they got a man in to look at it.  he lifted up a big metal plate in the garden, said "oh ***$$$!!!" and trailed a big hose through our burrow into our garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing we knew, the burrow was engulfed in the most indescribably disgusting smell in the world ever.  It is simply impossible to tell you how disgusting it was - ugh!!  We can still smell it now, even 24 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two-foots are disgusting dirty smelly creatures.  Ugh ugh uggh.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moab_bunny:42783</id>
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    <title>Lucky buns</title>
    <published>2009-07-02T20:44:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-02T20:44:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's times like this when we are grateful we live in a basement burrow with no natural light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two-foots come in every evening, hot red and glowing, while we're been keeping cool cool cool in the burrow all day!  By the time we get let out in the garden for our run around, it's just the furpect temperature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are lucky buns - anybun want to come and join us? xx</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moab_bunny:42524</id>
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    <title>Our needs</title>
    <published>2009-06-04T19:30:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-04T19:30:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Moab needs....&lt;br /&gt;.....you - to go swimming&lt;br /&gt;.....to be built on a machine with hyperthreading turned on (?!!!)&lt;br /&gt;.....a dog park&lt;br /&gt;.....no introduction to the 4x4 community&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hester needs....&lt;br /&gt;....help (well they got that right...)&lt;br /&gt;....to learn how to work&lt;br /&gt;.....to play&lt;br /&gt;....better blocking&lt;br /&gt;...more comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think they were a bit more accurate with Hester than me!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moab_bunny:42450</id>
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    <title>We're in chains</title>
    <published>2009-05-30T18:58:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-30T18:58:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We would like to request your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think some of you know that Hester and I found and ordered our new burrow, several months ago.  Well, we must say, we are getting impatient - why on earth don't we have our lovely new burrow yet?!  Well we've discovered that hopparently we are tied up in a chain.  We haven't actually seen this chain, but we think it must be attached to the front of our burrow, seeing as we only go out to play around the back and we haven't seen it there.  We think it must be a pretty good strong chain, because Mummy and Daddy have been trying for weeks to get us out of it, but no joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, our plan is to get an army of buns to chew through the chain.  So please please pretty please can all our friends hop along to Shepherd's Bush and help us to chew our way through the chain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours hopefully,&lt;br /&gt;Moab and Hester xx</content>
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    <title>Pay back</title>
    <published>2009-05-17T20:26:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-17T20:26:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy just tried to disturb me digging in my litter tray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I weed on his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moab_bunny:41855</id>
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    <title>At odds</title>
    <published>2009-05-03T18:14:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-03T18:14:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hester and I disagree on a fundamental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lovely weekend at Grannie Annie's last weekend to celery-brate Mummy's birthday.  At Grannie Annie's we have the option of being indoors or outdoors - the door is left open for us all day when the two-foots are home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hester has now decided that she wants to be an outdoor bun.  She spent all weekend outdoors even when it was raining!  Me, I took in the air now and then, but am far more at home snuggled up indoors with the two-foots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're home, she can't stop going on about how much better it would be if we were outdoors all the time, away from the two-foots.  She's making me nervous - what if she manages to persuade them?!</content>
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    <title>Disturbance</title>
    <published>2009-04-17T18:03:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-17T18:03:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">All day two-foots have been moving furniture around upstairs.  We have new neighbours moving in and they have made so much noise ALL DAY - we've hardly got any sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when we thought it had quietened down, Mummy came home and put the washing machine on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are sooooooo going to stomp all night!</content>
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    <title>How to deal with the vacuum monster.</title>
    <published>2009-04-15T17:59:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-15T17:59:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am aware that there have been a few new young buns joining us recently.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Moab telling me that one thing he used to be afraid of as a young bun was the vacuum monster.  Of course, Moab is a big wetty.  You don't need to be afraid of the vacuum monster buns, you need to ATTACK IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(you will note, Moab soon out-grew his fear)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="13" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hester x</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moab_bunny:41040</id>
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    <title>Sunshine!</title>
    <published>2009-04-04T11:51:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-04T11:51:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We've just been enjoying the Spring sunshine on our backs and binkying around the garden.  Quite exhausted now so have come in for a rest.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everybun's having a binky weekend xx</content>
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    <title>Radishes</title>
    <published>2009-04-01T21:26:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-01T21:26:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We were given radishes today.  We ate the green bits on top but there's no way we're touching the red balls on the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't believe food should ever be red.&lt;br /&gt;Orange.&lt;br /&gt;Green.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes even yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But NEVER red.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moab_bunny:40602</id>
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    <title>New burrow we hope!</title>
    <published>2009-03-31T20:12:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-31T20:12:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We're quite proud of our Mummy today.  We know that two-foot generally are not good with gold coins, but she seems to have done some good negoshiating today.  We sent her off to do some hard bargaining and she's got us a new burrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have seen the pictures - there's a garden with GRASS and a big lavender bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two-foots keep telling us not to get too eggs-cited as things could still go wrong (well yes, they are two-foots), but we don't care, we ARE eggs-cited!</content>
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    <title>Paws crossed for a new burrow</title>
    <published>2009-03-28T18:22:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-28T18:22:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mummy and Daddy have been out all day.  They've been searching for new burrows for us.  We gave them an extensive list of our requirements to ensure we are happy in our new home.  They came back this evening all enthusiatic about one of them and we have instructed them to make the two-foots an offer for us.  We don't have anywhere near enough gold coins to pay them how much they want for it, so we are hoping they will be pursuaded by our good looks and charming fursonalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your paws crossed for us!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moab_bunny:40160</id>
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    <title>Love letter</title>
    <published>2009-03-24T13:45:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-24T13:45:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">To my darling Misty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been away for a while, but I hope you haven't forgotten me.&lt;br /&gt;It was so disappointing for me not to be able to get on the pooter to send you a message of val'ntiny's day, so I'm sending it now, and hope you're not too cross that it's late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misty is a bootiful bun&lt;br /&gt;Her coat is soft and blue&lt;br /&gt;I think of her all the time&lt;br /&gt;Even when I have a poo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misty is a clever bun&lt;br /&gt;She knows her ABC&lt;br /&gt;I think of her all the time&lt;br /&gt;Even when I have a wee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misty is a SUCH a lovely bun&lt;br /&gt;And I hope I haven't been dumped&lt;br /&gt;I think of her all the time&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm being humped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misty is my heart's desire&lt;br /&gt;As I hope you all can see&lt;br /&gt;I only hope she still feels the same&lt;br /&gt;And wants to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your beloved&lt;br /&gt;Moab xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx</content>
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    <title>Hollyday snaps</title>
    <published>2009-03-24T13:16:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-24T13:16:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello Buns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I should drop you a line to let everybun know we are still here!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a luverly hollyday at Grannie Sue's in February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a real chance to relax and put my feet up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0005tx8y/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0005tx8y/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... find inner sanctuary with a bit of bunny yoga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0005wqhh/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0005wqhh/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and catch up on some much needed sleep - whatever the time, wherever the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0005x48e/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0005x48e/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll note there aren't any ics on Hester.  This is because she spent her hollyday chewing Grannie Sue's skirting boards and jumping over the bunny fence to get to the tasty-looking pooter wires.  This, obviously had to be done under the cover of darkness and therefore could not be photographed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, in order to ensure we had a fully relaxing hollyday, we had to find somewhere to send our two-foots.  We searched and searched to find somewhere that they really wouldn't enjoy too much - to punish them for going off to werk and abundoning us everyday.  Eventually we found the perfick horrible hollyday for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First they had to go on a horrible big burrow that floats on water and contains thousands of other smelly two-foots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0005ypkw/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0005ypkw/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were forced to drink disgusting-looking drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0005zrwe/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0005zrwe/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And eat weird food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/000603w8/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/000603w8/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all they could do all day was lie around in horrible places where there's no grass to chew, the sand gets up your mostrils and the water is too salty to drink, like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/000611y1/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/000611y1/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this - ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/00062gtw/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/00062gtw/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this.... (the other lady is Grannie Annie - we sent them with her and Grandad Rob and Uncle James and Auntie Sarah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/00063qfd/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/00063qfd/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made them swim in the salty water with a big tube attached to their face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0006456d/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0006456d/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And row a tiny little boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/00065des/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/00065des/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and walk up big hill to look at boring views&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/00066r2h/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/00066r2h/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They saw some funny flowers that they bdidn't even bring home for us to nibble on - humph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/00067fsr/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/00067fsr/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And weird animals with no fur (some of which like to engage in Hester's favorite pastime!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/00068s36/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/00068s36/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/00069fry/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/00069fry/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And strange birds that fall out of the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0006a7y3/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0006a7y3/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually though, they found some buns!  Can you spot them all?  Mummy said they were much more laid back that the wild buns at home, and funny colours too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0006bk9f/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0006bk9f/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0006ckrp/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0006ckrp/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0006dtfy/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0006dtfy/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, just when they thought they were coming to the end of the torture.  They had to get in a scary little plane that was about to fall apart, fly off to another island, where hardly anyone else lived and do it all over again for another week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0006e462/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/moab_bunny/pic/0006e462/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does everybun think?  Did we do a good job of giving them a horrible punishment for being useless two-foots or what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moab and Hester xx</content>
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    <title>We're off!</title>
    <published>2009-01-26T21:27:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-26T21:27:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Good news!  We've just discovered we're going on holly-day.  We have a whole 3 weeks with our Grannie Sue in Staffy-shire.  She has carpets and although she's threateneing to keep us penned in, we just KNOW we can convince her to let us out for some binkies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure where Mummy and Daddy are going, but they seem excessively excited.&lt;br /&gt;We're off on Wednesday, so in case we can't write while we're there, we'll say bye for now!&lt;br /&gt;Moab &amp; Hester x</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moab_bunny:39324</id>
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    <title>Two-foot training</title>
    <published>2009-01-12T20:58:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-12T20:58:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Our two-foots are lazy and sleep far too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the last 2 nights we have kept them awake thumping.  We take it in turns, and just as they're drifting back off into a lazy sleep again, we start up again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have big ugly bags under their eyes now....</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moab_bunny:38879</id>
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    <title>Hoppy New Year</title>
    <published>2009-01-03T11:22:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-03T11:23:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hoppy New Year everybun!  We hope you had a lovely time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sneaking into werk with Mummy plan really paid off (report on two-foot werk to follow).  Because, unbeknown to us, after werk Mummy drove straight to Cambridgeshire to stay with our friends Uncle James and Auntie Julia and because we happened to be with her, we got to go too!  We got to stay for two whole days and they have a nice big garden with real grass that we got to binky in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get much sleep though, becuase the silly two-foots kept us awake both nights playing silly games and drinking giggly juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're off to catch up on our sleep and once we're fully recovered, we'll post a report telling you about what two-foots do at that place called werk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;H xxx</content>
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    <title>Sneekret agents checking in</title>
    <published>2008-12-31T08:59:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-31T08:59:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Now some of you may have realised we have been a bit quiet recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is partly because we have been hatching a sneekret plan.  It's taking many months of planning and preparation, but finally the day is here, and WE'VE DONE IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to infiltrate our mum's werk!  For a long time now, we've been mystified as to where our mum goes every day and why on earth she goes there instead of spending every day with us.  So we hatched a sneaky plan and hopped in the tin box on wheels this morning as she was leaving.  She was pretty suprised to see us when she got into her office.  But not as suprised as her colleagues are going to be when they arrive in a few minutes time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will try to keep you updated on our investygayshon!</content>
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    <title>There's just no pleasing these two-foots</title>
    <published>2008-12-22T19:33:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-22T19:33:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mummy and Daddy have been home ALL DAY today and they spent the WHOLE DAY either in bed or wrapped up in the duvet on the sofa, being generally lazy.. Now, in our opinion, this is the perfect way to spend your day, especially since they've been complaining about how busy they've been recently.  Not only did they get to sleep most of the day, but they also spent lots of time with us!  Perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But were they pleased about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not on your Nelly.  All they've done ALL DAY is moan and groan and made an excessive number of trips to the litter tray room, where they made some terrible noises (and smells! - ugh!).  They've also turned an interesting shade of green - we know two-foots don't look god with so little fur anyway, but believe us, they look even worse green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we say.  There's just no pleasing them...</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Thanks for our Chrismoose cards!</title>
    <published>2008-12-18T21:39:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-19T17:26:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We just wanted to say a big thank you for all your luverly Chrismoose cards!  We have so many and they are all so beautiful.  You are all very good and organised - we're afraid we're not very good at writing cards - Moab just falls asleep as soon as he sits down to do them, and I would rather shred them than write them.  But we would like to wish all of our bun friends a very HOPPY CHRISMOOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Mum bought us a brussel sprout tree the other day, but we have spurned it.  It is still sitting in our tray, untouched.  We have decided we are not sprout fans - sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moab and I just had a big fight.  I was just wanting to play a bit of piggy back with him, and he turned round, chased me round the burrow and took a bite out of my bottom!  He pulled out a big chunk of my beautiful fur and now I'm worried I might have a bald patch like that stupid buck had when he was moulting.  Humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have lots of travel to do over hrismoose and New Year, but we will try to keep you up to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;Hester (and Moab, although I'm not talking to him)</content>
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    <title>Poor hedge buns :-(</title>
    <published>2008-11-11T19:27:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-11T19:27:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What a confusing day.  We got woken up from our mid-morning snooze by the sound of the tin box on wheels coming home.  We quickly woke up and sat expectantly, waiting for Mummy to come in and give us maybe  treat or two, but she didn't arrive!  It turns out the tin box on wheels came home on its own without Mummy, but piggy backing on top of a bigger tin box on wheels!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hop-arrently, the brakes failed on the tin box and Mummy drove it into a hedge!  Silly her!  She came home later a lttle bit paler than she went out, talking about how lucky she was and what if there'd been a two-foot in the way.  Well!  We say she maywell have been lucky, but what about the bunnies that might have been kiving in the hedge?  She doesn;t even seem to have spared a single thought for them....</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Are you missing us...?</title>
    <published>2008-11-06T16:37:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-06T16:37:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello buns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we haven't posted for a very long time.  We are terrible agents and we know it's just not acceptable.  But in our defense we must say that our mean and cruel mother is restricting our access to the pooter.  She say's it's not healthy bunny entertainment and we will get square eyes if we stare at a pooter screen all day.  She says we should be more imaginative with the things we do to amuse ourselves and the problem with buns these days is that they have no imagination...  She says we should spend more quality time together as a family instead of surfing the tinternet all day everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUBBISH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But rest assured, although not active on screen, we are most certainly still active off screen and keep flying the LIA flag in this neck of the Bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to chew a full hole in the lounge rug and have destroyed the wicker boxes so thoroughly that you can see right through them from one side to the other!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a proper fight the other day - all because I wanted a little bit of Hester's parsley - she wasn't having any of it and went for me!  But don't worry, I defended my honour and fought back - much fur flew and Mummy heard the grunts from the kit-chin and had to come and separate us!  We've made up now, but Hester is grunting at me a lot more these days - and grunting and Mummy and Daddy too - they say it's Pee Empty, whatever that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've also managed to source some DELICIOUS hay that's grown speshally for us near our grandparents house.  The man sent us 5 sackfuls in the post so we could give our approval and send Mummy and Daddy to pick up a whole load more when we go up there at Kiss-mas.  He sent it to our Daddy's office and he had to bring it home with him on the tube - he said he got some funny looks and even started up a conversation with a man about house rabbits and how important hay is for buns.  Anyway, the new hay is YUMMY - it's long and crunchy and has our favrit Timothy hay mixed in with it.  It's so crunchy that Mummy and Daddy have to turn the TV up when we're tucking in because we are such noisy eaters with it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope everybun is OK.  We are afraid we are so terribly behind on everybun's news.  We will try to catch up, but if you'd like to fill us in on the essentials it would be much appreciated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will try to keep writing, but can't guarantee it under this new tyranical regime.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moab_bunny:36978</id>
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    <title>Giggling girl</title>
    <published>2008-08-28T20:50:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-28T20:50:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hester keeps giggling behind my back.  I just don't know what's got into her...</content>
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    <title>A message from Hester...</title>
    <published>2008-08-28T19:06:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-28T19:06:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello everybun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pleased to announce that yesterday it was my BIRTHDAY!!!!  I have now been round the sun one time and I got a special raisin-shaped treat in honour.  I had a relaxing day, spent contemplating life in general, thinking about my Mummy, Jessamine, and rounded it off by chasing Moab around for half an hour in an attempt to play piggy back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moab is having yet another major moult at the moment and Mummy set about on some vigorous plucking last night.  He said he was feeling much better afterwards, but when he turned his back, I noticed that he is now sporting an attractive-looking bald patch on his bum!!!  He he he - don't tell him - I'm just enjoying secretely laughing at him - he'll be mortified when he finds out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hester xxx</content>
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