Pig Sty & AHOY!

Good Morning dear friends...

After the bath tub incident and the big bang, Jemmy-Jim-Jams was slightly ka-fluffled for a few seconds but she's as rough as a badgers bottom and was soon back to bunny mafia business.

She hopped orf and was in cahoots with Professor Atticus about some top secret blue-prints for Gizzy Whizzy's project. She said we would "hop on over" to Professor Atticus's in the morning. I don't know how she thinks that we could just "hop on over" to Atticus's place, as it is quite a journey for woolley's like ourselves.

Jemmy and I set orf up the fields and we could hear a deafening noise, it was rap music booming out of Pertunia Pigs Pad.

 Jemmy got up on the wall and there below was Petunia in a terrible temper. She said, "Oh Jemmy, the piglets have all got hoodies and formed a Piglet Possy, the place is like a PIG-STY! Since their Papa "THE SWINE" left me bringing up six piglets all on my own, things have got beyond a piggin' joke". Exasperated she said, "they won't turn the racket down".

(Dear readers, the piglets Papa Pig went orf on a trip to Denmark a little while ago with the lads after all havin' identical tattoos done saying "100% Danish", how odd...?!!?!. Jemmy's contact in Denmark reported that they'd all gone missing - but that's another story).

Jemmy instructed me to continue on to Atticus's house without her, as she was going to have a "WORD" with the Piglet Possy about respect for their Mum (gulp!).

As I scampered down to the canal, I heard the rap music go silent and some shrill squealing, (gulp!)

Now - I had to go furkle out the O'Sullivan Woofets who run a special ferry boat service in exchange for a supply of the finest Irish Sausages and tennis balls...

I'll tell you about the rest of the journey soon.

Cheery-Pip.

The Big Bang

Dear Friendly Folk - I do hope you are all tickerty-boo this evening. It's been a rather alarming kind of day, so why not park up a while - take the weight off your paws and I'll tell you all what happened.

Jemmy Jim Jams - The Godmother Mafia Rabbit sorted out a a big card game round at Deirdre the Nanny Goats pen and a few of us went over for the game. Fearless Rat was there, so was Gizzy Whizzie and Ol' Tatty Muckflinger too. Professor Atticus came in at the last second, he has big fangs but Fearless Rat is under protection from The Rabbit Mafia movement so The Kit Kat Gang cant ever twirl him or anything sinister like that. We all sat round an old upturned bath and the game was going good, Jemmy was wearing her daft green dealers cap but we all kept stum and didn't giggle coz she would take it bad ...real bad. She lit up one of those giant stinky cigars and was chomping away when she flicked a bit of ash....

Thank our whiskers for Gizzy as she spotted that some of the straw had ignited right by one of the Tatty Schnappsie sample crates that Deirdre had kept for winter fuel.....

We all dived under the bath and....

It was a tight squeeze and it was all paws and claws. There we all were crampt up tight wondering if we should dare look out to see if it was safe, it was so hot under the tin bath and it wasn't till Deirdre's bad wind problem kicked in that we all shot out as we preferred our chances outside!

We were all fine but Deirdre has moved in to Tatty Muckflingers Barn. Now do yourselves a big favour dear friends, cigars are real bad for you so don't smoke ...coz you may not be as quick as us lot to find a bath tub!

Sleep well and see you soon, Ta Ta.

Moggy to the Rescue

Good Evening to you all, thank you & thank you again for popping in to read my little blog and sorry for being off air or whatever you call it.... I have been on duty over this weekend and you can blame 'er what feeds me!

The garden was getting to be like a jungle which for a little ol' moggsie like myself is really fab hiding in the bongle-weed n leaping on dandelions but....'er had to go ferreting about looking for the done in garden mower. I say 'done in' as its no doubt Victorian as not electrically advanced, one of them shove it and hope the blades go round jobs. Unfortunately 'er found  the mower and tried to force it along giving it a wellie boot every time it got stuck ( which was often) I started to stress slightly about my tea as 'er turned the mower upside down and was trying to un-bung the thing when...... Owwwwwwww......nasty.....

So I had to go fetch the First Aid Kit as the mad woman tried to clean the mower blades with 'er bare mits!

Do yourselves a big favour NOW...go make sure you got a First Aid kit with stuff in it...you know STUFF like plasters and bandages n all that ma-larky. It'll save you dearest Blog Reader from a whole heap of kafluffle - YOU KNOW IT MAKE SENSE!

Well...after Id fixed the poorly paw on 'er I thought all this bongle-weed chopping was over and Id be able to go skipping on over to see Gizzy`Whizzie at Tatty Mudflingers Barn but Noooooo! Just when you think its safe my dears...WATCH YOUR WHISKERS I SAY!

'Er has always been a big fan of Flight Officer Ellen Ripley (Sigourney Weaver) in the space science fiction film Aliens and I was fearful as 'er came out into the garden in overalls n boots with a big ol hedge zuzzar...what a terrible racket! I had to put my little ol tabby paws in my ear'oles!The zuzzing vibration made my whiskers go twangy all the while she was attacking the hedge....and when it was all over 'er couldn't even hold her cuppa tea without spilling it!

I'm pleased to say ' er what feeds me is feeling much better now and I don't have to worry about my tea being shaken all over place before it reaches my bowl.

Bless you all and go safely on your paws - please please make sure you got a first aid kit. Good Night

To my dear friends - Good Evening to you all!
As you know Gizzy and I are now shifting our tools and engine to dear ol' Tatty Mudflingers Barn, which is in a bit of far flung secret rural location. It use to be a very wealthy farm but many moons ago the humanbeans what owned it went and legged it and left behind poor Tatty Mudflinger to fend for himself (violins please..sniff sniff). Tatty got very low indeed and very muddy and lost all care in the world, he was so alone, the farm became derelict and he moved into the broken down barn with a few rats to talk to...(sniff sniff...sniff sniff) CUT THE VIOLINS!!

Then one sunny morning, Jemmy the Mafia Godmother Rabbit was hopping through the field with me - we were scouting out for a good place to stash rather a lot of smuggled catnip (don't ask!). We found a huge pile of rather gawn-orff potatoes and on the top was Tatty Mudflinger singing 'Mash them Tattys Down' and twanging a banjo.

Suddenly Jemmy had one of her BIG BUNNY money spinning ideas and a deal was done with Tatty Mudflinger there and then. The Kit-Kat Gang under the instruction of the Godmother built a distillery in the barn and we produced what was called Tatty Schnappsie from all the potatoes. It was so strong, it could have bowled over a herd of rhino! Jemmy always kept a business head on and phoned NASA to see if they'd buy the lot off us for the Space Shuttle. She got put through to some Noreen on reception and she said NASA wouldn't do business with such a bad bunny. So not to be disheartened Jemmy sent some samples of Tatty Schnappsie to the  Transylvanian Mafia...we never heard back from them and its understood they were all done in....(Gulp). After that fiasco we hid all the Tatty Schnappsie in the Barn and its been there ever since. Gizzy and I are going to use a little drop in our engine so come back soon my friends to hear what happens to us next...

Look out for your pals & good night & Bless you all.

Rescue Rice Pudding

Good Evening to you all, do hope everyone is tickerty-boo.

After the soot explosion at Gizzy Whizzies Garage yesterday we have got to thinking our 'little project' isn't really little after all so we are moving it bit by bit across the fields to Tatty Muckflingers Barn where we have more space in case we have more hic-ups with the engine.

'Er what feeds me has come in all criss crossy eyed n frazzled from work so I'm making her Granny's Rescue Rice Pudding .

I will let you know soon how Gizzy and I are getting on at Tatty Muckflingers Barn, till then keep safe & warm in your nesting materials, bless you and Good Night.

It's been one of those days..

Good Evening dear friendly folk, well as you know some days can be more tricky than others and today things kind of back fired...

Poor little Gizzy and I managed to get the engine going on 'our little project' that we got going on down at Gizzy Whizzies Garage, it was spluttering a bit then it suddenly conked out. We both peered into the exhaust to see if it was blocked and suddenly KA- POW!! It blew Gizzy off her little paws and straight into me which was a soft landing...as I'm so..fluffy.
Gizzy had to have a bath, blimey she was so sooty there were black paw prints all up the walls and all round the bath tub. Er what feed me is gonna have a fit so I better go clean it up quick!

Keep your chins up friendly followers, all will be better tomorrow!

OOoo 'ello friendly followers, do hope you are all doing jolly well. Its been a loverly spring day and 'er what feeds me has been out gallivanting leaving the coast clear for me to visit my little friend Gizzy who used to be the Kit Kat Gang getaway driver. She now runs Gizzy the Whizzie's Garage with her three big brothers. We have a little project on the go so I thought Id shuffle on round with my tools to lend a helping paw.

Gizzy is very small and is very good at tinkering about with oily old engines. ...
See you again soon, I gotta go and snaffle my tea now, cheerie-pip.