Happy New Year !

Good Evening dearest friends, I do hope you are all very well and looking forward to 2012! I'm just about to snaffle a lovely big kipper but there is something I must do ......

...And now dear friends a cheery tabby toast

With sparkly bubbles from your furry host

Bless your whiskers I do call

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL !

And as I always say .. sleep well in your nesting materials. Taa taa.

Turkey Tangle

Good evening dearest blog readers - I do hope you enjoyed your Christmas celebrations and had plenty of snaffling.

All was going well here until I eyed up a juicy turkey leg in the kitchen and I couldn't resist! I crept up commando style zig zagging chair legs, scampering and then being still as a statue. Er turned her back to reach for her Martini Asti & cherries and I leapt!

I flew through the air opening my gnashers wide and sunk um in to the turkey leg silent as a ninja. I volted through the swingy kitchen door and suddenly caught my toe in a wire!

All the fairy lights came crashing down with a flurry of cards and decorations... I wriggled and rolled trying to escape the colourful twinkly lights, the turkey leg still in my chops!

The next thing I know dear readers is I'm being roughly unravelled- it was all paws, teeth n whiskers - the turkey leg was prized from my chops and I was sent on my merry way up the garden path!

(Sigh)... you can't win them all dear friends but the important thing is I tried! I better keep clear of the flat till the dust settles so I'm off up to Windy Ridge to see Deirdre the Goat to see if she is having a happy holiday.

Sleep well in your nesting materials and Ta Ta till next time...

Merry Christmas!

Its Christmas Eve dearest blog readers and I am so excited as the fridge and food cupboards are not echoing with just a few teabags and half a jar of pickled onions but are full of lovely tasty things to snaffle!

'Er what feeds me has been zooming about the flat hoovering and dusting and she's cooking for five tomorrow and that includes little ol' me!

('Er would like to thank my dear follower Mister NetJimbo very much indeed for the scrumptious stash of homemade coconut macaroons...I had a few crumbs...but she wolfed the lot..Oh yes she did!)

I hope Santa Paws visits you all tonight and that everyone has a very Happy Christmas with a big dinner, I've been promised some turkey, peas and gravy if I'm good! Yum Yum.

Sleep snuggled in your nesting materials - Night Night ...

Mystic Turkey

Good evening dearest blog readers....sorry I have been off the whisker waves for a while. The things that happen round here, I was just ambling along home after a plate of kippers and a game of scrabble with Atticus when I was suddenly bowled over by a blur of fast moving black feathers and boggley eyes.

You need to watch your whiskers out there! I scrambled up and looked about all startled, my tail all fluffed up like a bottle brush due to the shock. There before me was one of those dozy Turkeys from the farm that come n go annually...they appear then vanish with just a few feathers fluttering on the wind...(gulp) but it soon became apparent that this Turkey was different from all the others!

For starters he had escaped over several barbwire fences, an electrified fence and scarpered past two gun turrets and some big toothy dogs! I was intrigued and impressed and knew Jemmy Jim Jams the Mafia Godmother was always happy to locate fresh talent!

He apologised for knocking me flying but explained this time of year just ain't the best to be casually pottering along if you are a big fat turkey! He told me he was a Mystic Turkey and had dreamt and predicted a Turkey Massacre. All the other turkeys teased him and continued stuffing their beaks not believing him.....so he decided to leg it ! Its important in our line of business to be good at legging it!

I have hidden Mystic Turkey at Deirdre's the Goats Casino at Windy Ridge as I sensed he may enjoy playing Roulette.

On the way past the Christmas tree plantation I saw Alleron the Mafia Llama supervising our newest recruits - The Morrello Cherry Brothers, who were doing brilliantly with Christmas tree sales for Jemmy Jim Jams Enterprises.

Jemmy has gone to the airport to meet Katya Hopenorf in arrivals from Russia, they are spending Christmas together. I must say, I will be mighty glad for the holiday as I could do with feeding up a bit.

Bless you all especially all the poor panicked souls trying to do shopping for Christmas, watch your whiskers out there! Sleep well in your nesting materials - Taa Taa

The Rescue of Mam-Ma Morrello

Good afternoon dearest blog readers...its been all drama 'ere, put your paws up with a hot cuppa tea and I'll tell you all about it...

 I got dragged to the V-E-Ts this week for my annual check up, I was all snoozy n warm after my breakfast and I should have been watching my whiskers when I was suddenly scooped up by 'er what feeds me and I MEEE-OOWEDddddd at full volume all the way to the V-E-Ts  and all the way back home. (Hee-Hee!)

I needed to get back didn't I as Jemmy Jim Jams was preparing a Rescue Mission. Mam-Ma Morrello and her three sons were in a whole heap of bunny bumbles up at the Morrello Cherry Ice Cream Factory.

Jem sent Fearless Rat up a drain pipe and along the rafters to find out what was going down and who we were dealing with.

Turns out it's Don 'Sharky the Toof' & Azula the Bamboozler that were holding the Morrello Cherry Family at Gun-point! Mam-Ma Morrello and her boys had been finding business tough going. Mam-Ma was extremely proud and could see the business slowly melting away into a sticky mess and it hurt so bad, she had taken to the Liqueur. In a moment of drunken desperateness she had taken a small crinkly cabbage leaf loan from Don 'Sharky the Toof' to try to rejuvenate the ice-cream business. As with all loan sharks, misery soon came with intimidating threats - they wanted to seize all the Morrello Property if Mam-Ma Morrello and the boys didn't pay off the loan that had been quadrupling by the second!

Luckily as you know, Mam-Ma Morrello had managed to get a SOS message to Jemmy via our own Sebby Coo Coo the Mafia Racing Pigeon.

Well...Jemmy Jims Jams WASN'T HAPPY or HAVING ANY OF THAT!...there's just too many crooks about ain't there!?

The Kit Kat Gang and our friends all gathered for battle. The kittens and the piglet possy wanted to come too but their Godmother Jemmy Jim Jams said it was too dangerous for the little ones. Ronnie & Reggie Piglet were so disappointed to miss out on the rumble they crept round to watch it all kick off from the top of the wall. Can you see them? They're naughty aren't they.

Now I'd like to say dear readers that there was a precise well thought out plan of attack but before Jemmy could tell us what was what, Alleron the Llama had one of his boggle-eyed fits due to all the excitement and began the CHARGE into the factory. Nothing like Surprise Tactics! Tatty tore after Alleron with his pitch fork and I thundered in with my big baseball bat closely followed by everyone else. Sebby Coo Coo swooped over and did a pigeon poo straight in Don Sharky Toofs only good eyeball.

Deirdre the goat - head down - bunted Don Sharky Toof into the air with such force he flew up and fell straight into a massive vat of Mint Choc Chip Ice-cream (my favourite!) Suddenly Azula the Bamboozla set the machine gun off and Jemmy & Gizzy did some kind of Matrix manoeuvre to avoid being peppered with bullets. Petunia lobbed her rolling pin and Paddy swung his cricket bat knocking the machine gun out of Azula the Bamboozlers paws. Alleron who had forgotten his medication had turned crazy n boggle-eyed and booted Azula into the Mint Choc Chip vat too!

I legged it hot paw outside to stop dear ol Atticus blowing up the factory with his intricately wired up Snappsie Bombs and everyone CHEERED!! Mam-Ma Morrello gave Jemmy Jim Jams a huge hug and thanked everyone so much for rescuing her family. Mam-Ma Morrello said it was really time she retired but needed a successor to take over the business. Her boys needed someone with a great business brain so Jemmy did a bunny deal there and then which means we get to eat lots of ice-cream.

With my chops full of minty choc chip, I made an anonymous slurpy chompy phone call to Police Sergeant Wilberforce, I told him his Christmas Present had come early and there were two really nasty crooks for him to bring in from the ice-cream freezer...

Well I do hope you enjoyed that little blog as much as me writing it out, now...you watch out for loan sharks and bamboozlers wont you dear friends and don't have nightmares - sleep well!

Taa Taa.

Mam-Ma Morrello

Good Evening dearest friends, I do hope you are safe in your nesting materials as tonight is so windy n rainy, it messes up my fur and stripy dramatic presence!

Now, I expect you remember the hoo-haa up at the Christmas Tree Plantation, we had intruders that were scared out of their furry wits and chased off by our very loyal mafia llama Alleron. I suspected the attempted theft must be the work of the Morrello Cherry Brothers who are Mafia too but not on our Manor. They must be mighty hard up to try n nick Jemmy Jim Jam Christmas Tree Stock and suspiciously foolish as nobody in their right state of brain would cross my boss!

So... I did a bit of tabby cat reconnaissance work with my noculars and watched the Morrello Cherry Ice Cream Warehouse to see what they were up to. Mam-Ma Morrello their 'ol mum runs the joint, she's a small brown rabbit but not to be messed with especially when she's working on her ice cream flavours.

I watched for ages only stopping for snaffling. Sebby Coo Coo the Mafia Racing Pigeon flapped on over to see if he could help and I sent him up to a window ledge to do a bit of snooping n beady eyeing of the warehouse. I had him in the sights of my ol noculars when suddenly a fluffy brown paw grabbed him by his little feathery Gregory n snatched him through the bars of the window.

I was shocked I nearly dropped my bacon butty! Poor Sebby Coo Coo, I scrambled down the wall I'd been sitting on and was about to charge in all claws n teeth to get him back when Sebby came dive bombing out the window! He swooped and flapped in an awkward way as a letter had been gaffer tapped to his feathers. He started to plummet down the building and I dived forward and caught him a whisker away from oblivion!

Due to my nursing skills I was able to gently remove the gaffer tape from poor Sebby Coo Coo and could see the letter was for Jemmy Jim Jams and it was marked URGENT.

I legged it hot paw to the Bunny Bunker HQ to deliver the letter to the bunny boss.

It soon was revealed that Mam-Ma Morrello was in a whole heap of bunny bumbles. Ohh yes..dear readers, big bumbles indeed as rival Mafia never communicate by pigeon unless in dreadful peril. The letter said "'elp elp! We bin got at!!" signed Mam-Ma Morrello.

Jemmy wondered if it was a trap at first but the letter had the unique aroma of Morrello Cherry Liqueur which convinced us that it was genuine.

Righty o dear friends, as you can imagine Jemmy has got me rounding up all the KitKat Gang and friends to help rescue Mam-Ma Morrello.

I'll be back soon on the whisker waves to tell you what happens. Until next time, watch your whiskers out there. Taa taa.

The Bunny that came in from the cold...

Good Evening dearest friends and thank you for popping in to read my little blog, I do hope you are all safe and warm in your nesting materials on this wintery ol' night.

I'm sorry I've been off the whisker waves but it's such a responsibility taking care of everything whilst Jemmy Jim Jams, the Mafia Godmother is away in Russia - I'm cream crackered that's for sure!

Just before Jemmy left for Russia, we were told to knock up some top quality Faberge Eggs for her. I nicked some paint off 'er what feeds me and painted a boiled egg with a big daisy. Gizzy Whizzie stuck milk bottle tops on her egg and Atticus stuck feathers and rice grains to a egg he found up at Tatty Mudflingers Barn. Well dear readers, it was truly a mess and nothing like Faberge Eggs! The ol' rabbit boss looked at our attempts at genuine Faberge up and down and chuntered away looking a bit cheesed off. Never mind, we did try but if you want to cobble together a decent Faberge in this business you need a proper arty fraudster!

Jemmy arrived safely in Russia and met up with her dear friend Katya Hopenorff who is an Olympic ice skater. Jemmy had never been to Russia before so Katya took Jemmy on a bit of sight seeing.

 They went to the Ice Skating rink and Jemmy was so happy to see Katya again, they had originally met on the ice in Bracknell a few years ago!

Jemmy was once a brilliant ice hockey player for the Bracknell Bee's but she was a bit put off the game in the end as she kept being thrown into the sin-bin! She's a rough ol bunny but ....she is a Mafia Godmother after all!

 Jemmy Jim Jams discovered that Katya Hopenorff was not only very beautiful and a talented ice skater, but she was also in THE BUSINESS....mainly her expertise is jewellery theft..high end, not any ol tut! She also is superb at making genuine Faberge knock offs and Katya made Jemmy go all giddy n weak at the knees!

 Jemmy Jim jams had a call from a Russian Collector of Faberge Eggs. One of his best eggs had been nicked!! I know! You can't leave anything without wiring it to the mains these days! The Russian Collector said he had heard about Jemmy and her natural ability to acquire items in a tidy way and employed her to get his stolen egg back.

Katya  used her secret intelligence connections to locate the stolen egg which was in a big flashy Russian Mafia Mansion. Under instructions from Jemmy, Katya created an exact replica of the stolen egg - it was perfect!

Jemmy and Katya snook into the Mafia Mansion house all sneaky like, which was seriously daring and dangerous work! They did a switcheroo with the eggs. Katya's knock off work of art was left behind at the mansion - the Russian Mafia would never know they'd got a fake Faberge egg! What an excellent plan! The real egg was then quickly whipped away by Jemmy and given back to the very grateful rich owner!

Jemmy and Katya got a big reward of crinkly cabbage which they split 50-50.

Jemmy is flying home on Sunday so I need to hoover the Bunker and polish the grenades before she gets back. I'm so looking forward to the Christmas holidays so I can put my tabby paws up and relax.

Watch your whiskers out there and sleep well in your nesting materials. Ta Ta

Llama Loyalty

Good morning dearest friends ...thank you for tuning into my whisker waves on this foggy ol' morning. It was all drama this week, put your paws up and sipsey on a cuppa tea - I will tell you all about it.

The Hamper Business didn't bring in much crinkly cabbage and Jemmy just about broke even after we sold off the delivery lorry. Jemmy was a bit knocked for two minutes about the staffing problems but she was right not to be disheartened for long as Aleron the chocolate coloured woolly wild Llama proved to Jemmy to be the most loyal Mafia Llama.

Jemmy had rescued Aleron the Llama from being done in due to his erratic crazy behaviour at the wildlife park and Jemmy gave him a job as Christmas Tree Plantation Security. It had been quiet for months without any attempted tree thefts and Atticus had been teaching Aleron Karma for Llamas to settle down the crazy llama mind. Atticus also patiently learnt to communicate with Aleron and discovered the poor Llama had severe toothache and an ingrowing nail. OUCH !! Now that would drive you nuts wouldn't it!? Well, Jemmy got a doctor and dentist out to Aleron and the pain and toothy torment was ended.

Aleron is so dedicated to Jemmy Jim Jams he kept his big peepers open and fluffy ears twizzling and it paid off. The thieves came back to the Christmas tree plantation with big saws and had the fright of their lives when Aleron charged out!

They legged it!! He He! I am presently tasked by Jemmy to discover who the bad bunny intruders were. I suspect it was the Morello Cherry Brothers, a rival Mafia Gang. Their ice cream business dealings were on a real slippery downer due to the sniverly cold weather so it would make sense that they turn to seasonal Christmas crime to get through the winter.

Jemmy awarded Aleron the Mafia Bunny Gold Star for the protection of Mafia Assets....

Due to the Hamper Business failing mainly caused by Lollita Piglet wolfing lots of stock Jemmy sent Gizzy and I all over the Bunny Manor dishing out the remaining food supplies to lots of little animals who in these terrible economic times were skint without a single nut in the larder!

Mrs Squirrel was particularly thrilled by the nut delivery we made today. Her fella Sammy Squirrel is still in Nutsville Jail awaiting trial for chocolate peanut thieving so she is finding life very difficult. I have assured Mrs Squirrel that Jemmy has a lawyer on the way and we have promised Mrs Squirrel that her Sammy will be home for Christmas.

The old Rabbit boss has been acting a bit mysterious the last few days and has been in the Bunny Bunker HQ preparing for a trip abroad...

I was anxious at first as she was trying on a big furry hat and Cotswold furry boots and a thick duffel coat. Jemmy had accidentally done in a branch of the Transylvanian Mafia by mistakenly supplying them with the deadly Schnappsie fuel and I was fearful of her traveling to Transylvania alone. She assured me not to worry. I caught a glimpse of her plane ticket and just between us dear readers the boss is not going to Transylvania but off to Russia on Bunny Business!

Else where....

Lavinia has started evening classes and she needed someone to look after the marmalade kittens whilst she learns Advanced Rural Thrift. All of the kittens love good ol' Tatty Mudflinger, so he was the obvious choice of kitten care for the evening.



Tatty played cards with all the kittens and then they pretended to be marooned on a desert island. Tatty put a washing line across the room and put a bed sheet over it and they all got inside the tent. They all had such a giggle, Tatty then asked if they would like a story. He took the washing line down as he thought Lavinia would be cross that her sitting room had been turned into a desert island camp. Tatty put the duvet on the floor and he told them to get into the big nest and all the kittens snuggled down to listen to Tatty read "The Famous Five". Everyone fell asleep...zzzzzzZZ.

When Lavinia got home she quietly crept in to find them all snoozing. Angus opened his peepers when his Mum came in and happily said " Ooo Mum, Dad... took us to a desert island and we built a big nest! "

Lavinia was the happiest cat in the world at that moment, (Ahhhhhh) - she LOVES Tatty Mudflinger with all her heart and if you ask me dear readers I can hear wedding bells !!

Ahhhhhh (sniff) ..I'm a sappy ol mog ain't I dear friends but its so nice to be able to tell you good news!

Cheerie-pip and Ta Ta.

Bunny Blues

Good afternoon dearest blog readers, I must begin by sending big belated Happy Birthday Greetings to dear ol' Mr Fluff of Hampshire who I know is a dedicated fan of my ramblings and little pictures.

I am afraid to report things have not been going well at the Bunny Bunker as my boss Jemmy Jim Jams has had two serious knock backs to The Bunny Business.

As you know we employed Lollita the Piglet to do our Hamper Sales and all was going really well but it soon became apparent that the hamper stock was diminishing at an alarming mysterious rate.



It turns out that Lollita had been wolfing all the goat cheese and beetroot chutney when she was meant to be selling. She had been piggin swiggin on the Katy Cider supplies too and smurfing the web. We know now that Lollita had booked on the Bunny Account a Bargain Break with Rasher & Scratchings Holidays to Denmark and had been lured in by the promise of a free Danish Tattoo.

It was the same holiday company that Papa Pig had booked the lads weekend away years ago and nobody had seen him again....and now Lollita had gawn the same way.

If this news wasn't bad enough for Jemmy the Mafia Godmother we had more misfortune to follow.

Sammy Squirrel the personal fitness trainer of Sebby CooCoo the Mafia Racing Pigeon has been put in jail!

Sammy had a long criminal record for  nicking nuts n nibbles from bird tables but his taste had changed and he had started thieving chocolate covered peanuts from children. To start off it was a lark as he could run really fast to get away but he became addicted and got fatter and fatter and his teeth went bad. The police didn't have to chase him, Sergeant Wilberforce just rolled him into Nutsville Police Station where he has been put on special nut watch.

As you can imagine Jemmy Jim Jams has taken all this staff news very badly and has a thumping headache.Gizzy and I had to get her into her Star Wars winceyette pyjamas and bedding and put a bag of peas on her bonce.

I will keep you updated dearest readers, never fear - Jemmy will strike back -watch your whiskers out there!

Ink Splat!

Good afternoon dearest blog readers, I hope you are all tickerty-boo.

Er what feeds me is off work today having the ol' jallopy fixed at Gizzy Wizzy's garage and is home making a right mess in the flat (hutch) sorting out her crayons and what-not.

Jemmy and I thought we would hop off and visit Atticus as he hadn't been seen for a few days. He often works on inventions and due to the recent explosions with the home brewing kit, I was anxious for his well being.

So we knocked on his door...

Well...the door opened and the old cat shuffled out in his fluffy moccasins but it soon became apparent he couldn't see anything due to wearing some large dark brown 1970's sunglasses. ..

"Who is it?" said Atticus ...Jemmy frowned and said "Its Jemmy Jim Jams and Idgie the Wildcat MacVity"

Just then Jem & I spotted that Atticus had got a big purply black eye behind the daft dark sunglasses and we demanded to know what low nasty critter had clopped him one !? I gently took Atticus by his paw and Jemmy said she would have a contract out on um in a flash of her little fluffy tail and she would mash um n squish um personally! (Gulp)

Mysteriously Atticus started to giggle and invited us in for tea and jammy dodger biccies....

Do not fear dear readers!..Atticus didn't have a big black eye at all! He was trying to write an envelope and his old fountain pen was blocked up. He gave it a big shake to try to unclog it and the ink went splat straight at his eye. Fortunately he had his big lampy yellow peepers shut as the ink hit !

He had tried very hard to wash it off and felt so silly he had found some 1970's sunglasses to hide the inky accident. I suggested I teach him how to email and Jemmy knew a lorry park where she could lay her paws on a hot new laptop for him. Atticus thanked us very much but he said he would give his fountain pen a good wash out after tea.

Watch out for clogged ink pens dear friends and Cheerie-Pip till next time - Ta Ta.

Boo Boo Massou's Mystical Paws

Good Evening dearest friends ...I do hope you are all warm & safe on this rainy ol' night. I'm rather pooped out but I've tuned into the whisker waves to let you all know the hoo-haa that went on last night! As you know I was off with my Halloween Lantern to The Clumps Woodland for Boo Boo Massou's Halloween Party. It was so dark and creepy last night, luckily the sky was full of friendly bright stars. I could hear the bongo drums and chanting coming from the Mystical Moon Worshipping Bunnies so I knew I was near to Boo Boo Massou's Hut. Suddenly I heard voices...my whiskers went twangy and I hid behind a big tree trunk.

Just ahead of me was The Chief of Police and Sergeant Wilberforce creeping along all sneaky like. The Chief was whispering something about The Bunnies holding another Rave and drinking illegal moonshine. Sergeant Wilberforce was meant to be hiding but I could see him a mile off in his Police Glow in the dark uniform!

Suddenly they were spotted by someone else....(gulp!)

A WITCH dear blog readers, a real one! She had a big green hooky nose and on spotting the cops she cast a spell and Ooooo Nooo...she turned the Chief into a frog!

Then straight away she turned poor ol Sergeant Wilberforce into a cat which looked like it could do with a big feed of kibble!



I am not use to witches but obviously working as a minder for Jemmy Jim Jams I'm not scared of nuffink even green warty witches with big shonks. I grabbed my Pumpkin Lantern and lobbed it at her!

KA-POW!!! She vanished...fank our lucky stars for that...you have to watch your whiskers don't you folks! Well I picked up the Chief of Police who was still a frog and poor Sergeant Wilberforce in his cat form followed me to Boo Boo Massou's hut. The party was wild, lots of lanterns and dancing and munching going on. I explained to Boo Boo Massou what had happened and as you would expect the dear mystical bunny had an ointment that restores folk back to normal.



The good news is The Chief and Sarg Wilberforce were zapped back to Police HQ all in good nick so to speak and a jolly good time was had by all! What a night...this story may be slightly embellished as I think I may be still under the influence of the pea-pod wine.

Sweet Dreams friendly folk and sleep safe in your nesting materials. Ta Ta

Happy Halloween

Good Evening dearest friends, wishing you all a very happy and safe halloween! I'm orf now to the party at Boo Boo Massou's and I'll let you know what happens.

Watch your whiskers out there ... Ta Ta!

Boo Boo Massou

Greetings to you all on this Sunday afternoon...did you remember to put the clocks BACK an hour?...Gizzy got in a muddle and put them forward so arrived here way too early. There's me thinking dearest blog readers that I would get an extra hour in my nesting materials !

Although Gizzy got here early we got chatting and were then late leaving to see Atticus for the annual pumpkin carving.

It's when you are late that everyone else around you seems to appear slower....Gizzy and I were sat at the zebra crossing for ages as Madam Ma'Zebra-Socks was sucking on a big chewy everton mint and took an age to get across the road....

Gizzy was all flustered up, nervy and impatient and rudely shouted ..."Move it Spotty!!!"....unfortunately the van window was open... (sigh)

"Spotty!???" sez I all bemused and confused to Gizzy..."why SPOTTY?!"...Gizzy wriggled in the driving seat and said .."Obviously she's called Spotty!!" and puffed in an exasperated kind of way. (???)

Elsewhere..

Jemmy Jim Jams was really tired out from all the wheelie dealing with the Hamper Supplies so she hopped off to see her very good friend Boo Boo Massou who lives on the sunny side of The Clumps Woodland in a big circular mud hut with a rushy grassy roof.

Boo Boo Massou is very friendly and warm natured and is all into massage and mystical healing. She is a big fluffy brown wild bunny with huge paws to match her jolly large personality. She always has interesting accessories....today was an acorn headdress and feather and a conker necklace.

"Super Conkers!"  shouted Jemmy springing in the hut with a big bunch of daisies! Boo Boo Massou waved her fluffy paws in the air with excitement on seeing The Mafia Boss and went all giggerly and daft causing her grassy skirt to rustle. Jemmy had done a bit of bunny business a while back and ended up with a lot of coconut matting.. (Don't ask!) She knew Boo Boo Massou would love the coconut matting for her hut and in return gives Jemmy a free aromatherapy massage or paw rub when ever she likes.

Jemmy got chatting to Boo Boo Massou as the big fluffy bunny twiddled Jems flappy ear-oles. Jemmy soon discovered that Boo Boo Massou was having a Halloween Lantern Party at the Hut tomorrow night. She invited Jemmy to come and sent Bertie Bat to invite all the Moon Worshipping bunnies and the Kit Kat Gang too.

Bertie Bat is very small and squeaks in a high pitched way and has a little brown fluffy tummy. It's getting a bit nippy out for him now and Gizzy knitted him a scarf before he goes into hibernation. Boo Boo Massou will make sure Bertie has plenty to eat at the party as he's got to sleep a long time through the winter.
Anyway..by the time Gizzy and I reached Atticus the old cat had already made his pumpkin lantern. Atti has a big gappy grin and long fangs which do look alarming but he's as soft as anything, you should never judge on looks. He had given his lantern the same gappy toothy grin!

We all had a cup of tea and Gizzy worked feverishly on her giant pumpkin. I made two small Pomegranate lanterns and got sticky pomegranate juice all up my fur.

Have fun carving your lanterns and I will be back soon to tell you all about the Halloween Party at Boo Boo Massou's Hut.

Watch your whiskers out there, Cheerie - pip and Ta Ta.

Lolita earns some Lolly

Good Evening dearest blog readers , what a rainy ol' night it is, I hope you are all in the warm.

Now...where was I, I know, I was going to tell you what happened to Lolita the Piglet after Jemmy Jim Jams found her outside the chippy sitting on the kerb chomping chips when she should have been in school.

Jemmy took Lolita to see Sergeant Major Caruthers who was a tough ol rabbit and use to training up delinquent bunnies to be soldiers of distinction. He had lived through hawks swooping, snares, the Rabbit Civil War and three Trixi - Mixi outbreaks. He assured Jemmy that Lolita would benefit from discipline and hard work..

(gulp)

Jemmy was rather doubtful and worried but figured that Sergeant Major Caruthers was of excellent character and would sort out Lolita to be a good piglet that her  mum Petunia would be proud of.

It turned out dear readers that Sergeant Major Caruthers took all the delinquent bunny rabbits and our Lolita up to The Clumps Woodland where he taught them how to build a rain proof shelter and what kind of mushrooms were safe to nibble. Lolita as you would expect didn't listen to a word! They were all sent off into The Clumps to build shelters for themselves...but Lolita got completely lost. She trotted along for hours in the rain and couldn't find any of the bunnies or Sergeant Major Caruthers. Her mobile phone had been confiscated and now she was in just a complete nightmare. Eventually she found a road and was so tired, distressed and soggy she sat on the verge holding a tiny leaf over her head to try to keep dry.

Luckily Gizzy and I came zooming down the road in the new Hamper Delivery Lorry.

Despite the rain and it getting dusky I spotted the little pink figure of Lolita sitting by the road.
Well dear friends ...Gizzy and I were not having that, she is a little so n so but shes a teenager and clearly in danger so we screeched on the brakes and rescued her.

Lolita was so happy to see us. On our way home I had a long ol' natter to her whilst Gizzy steered the Hamper Lorry safely through the horrible weather conditions.

Its not everybody dear readers that is going to learn anything from building rain shelters in the woods or what mushrooms are safe to eat. These activities are good survival skills but I was curious about Lolita the Piglet. I asked her...What do you LOVE doing the most?...

Well the answer was obvious really...Lolita loves money, using the computer, food and chatting on the phone.....so dear readers....her Aunty Idgie called Jemmy Jim Jams and spelt out the situation and the good news is Lolita is now in charge of phone sales on our Hampers!

She is doing brilliantly and using all her skills. Shes now a very busy little piglet and everyone is impressed especially her Mum.

Ta Ta for now dear blog readers, watch your whiskers out there.