Caramel to Honey Bun

No, I’m not making dessert.  Caramel’s new mom decided to change her name to another tasty sweet.  I like it. :)

Mary and her Honey Bunny

Mary and her Honey Bunny

I met Mary at Enterprise, Alabama for the switcheroo.  Mary lives in DeFuniak Springs, Florida, so Enterprise is about half way.  Caramel/Honey Bun is now at her new home with her new mate Bugs.  Mary will send pictures of the duo soon.  Meantime, check out Mary’s new blog about her bunny rescue home. http://forevever21bunnyvillage.blogspot.com/2015/06/once-upon-time.html

She’s new at this, but already her posts are great.  Great job friend.  Keep it up!

Meanwhile back on the Burlingame Kitty, Bunny, Chicken, Bird & Turtle rescue ranch I have reached a new record for the month of June.  SEVEN TURTLE RESCUES!  Yes, I’m patting myself on the back.  So what.  It’s a miracle that I’ve been able to put seven creatures in my car on busy rural roads without getting killed or maimed.  My routine is to bring these guys home for a back yard stay and then release them into the lake in front of my house.  I’ll document one “catch & release” here…

Into the back of my car, where I always have a turtle box.

Into the back of my car, where I always have a turtle box.

Next to the shore...

Next to the shore…

Out of the box...

Out of the box…

SPLOOSH!

SPLOOSH!

Usually they pop up out of the water and swim to the other side. :) I wonder what they are thinking during this unusual adventure?

I know you want some Scrappy news and I promise not to disappoint.  Our little foster kitten is still living with us and we love having her.  She was scheduled to return to the shelter for her surgery and final shots but she had an ongoing skin/fur issue that we needed to clear up first.  Plus her eye is still watering and we have to keep medicating it until it heals.  She had a terrible eye infection in both eyes when we got her 3 weeks ago and although one eye is totally cleared up, the other continues to water and has a small ulcer in it.

Hi Dr. Glasscock. You has pretty hair.

Hi Dr. Glasscock. You has pretty hair.

Doc assures us it doesn’t hurt and she can definitely see out of it, but it may always water for the rest of her life.

She has captured our hearts and we’d love to find her a great home nearby or at least with someone we know so we can keep up with her life.  As a last resort we will take her to the shelter but I haven’t given up on my quest. Here are some heart-breakingly cute pictures to sweeten the deal.

My daddy is the bestest!

My daddy is the bestest!

The doctor is nice but do I HAVE to keep coming here?

The doctor is nice but do I HAVE to keep coming here?

Dreaming of meeces.

Dreaming of meeces.

And here are some random photos that just need to be seen.  Deal with it.

I don't normally cuss, but this is a BIG ASS STRAWBERRY!

I don’t normally cuss, but this is a BIG ASS STRAWBERRY!

A girlfriend from Virginia visited me last week.  We became friends many years ago at Reese AFB, TX where our husbands flew the T-1. She and I had lunch at Garrett’s (a nice restaurant near my house) and the cute little cook came out from the kitchen to say “hi”.

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My kid, Hannah and my pal Denise. Hannah made my salad and personally served dessert which she also made. I gave her a thumbs up. :)

Hmmmm…what else do I have in the vault?

FIVE FOOT CHICKEN!!!

FIVE FOOT CHICKEN!!!

Someone seriously needs to buy this for me.  Go to Prattville Pickers and ask for the giant chicken. It’s priced quite reasonably at $144.00

Well, I think that’s it for now.  Keep it weird people!

Mystery Foster Pet

So just what was Scrappy looking at in that cage?

Meet Caramel!

Meet Caramel!

I have to backtrack a bit to explain this one.  I have a girlfriend who lives in Florida who rescues abandoned, injured and physically challenged bunnies.  I did a great blog post on her recently about her bunny paradise on her beautiful shady property.  http://kittybunnychicken.com/2015/04/29/mary-mary-not-contrary/

She has many rescued bunnies and she tries to “pair bond” all of them.  This means that she puts lady and gentleman bunnies (both or at least one is neutered/spayed) together in their own little habitat in her outdoor bun village.  It is an expensive and time-consuming project and one that she puts her heart, soul and discretionary funds into.

I help her out by taking an abandoned bun from our shelter (they call me when they have bunnies) and I get them spayed at Goodwin Animal hospital (Thank you Dr. Glasscock!) and then bring them home to recover.  When they have recovered from surgery, Mary and I make a plan to meet halfway (Enterprise, AL) and I deliver a new lady friend for her bachelor bunny.

Before surgery, Caramel enjoyed some outdoor time in Buster's playpen.

Before surgery, Caramel enjoyed some outdoor time in Buster’s playpen.

I had to keep them separated, but the showed more than a casual interest in each other.

Hi Caramel.  Mind if I smell your hiney?

Hi Caramel. Mind if I smell your hiney?

This one is very pretty, mom.  Can we keep her?

This one is very pretty, mom. Can we keep her?

Caramel got her surgery on Monday and she’s feeling better.  I’ll take her to Mary today where she’ll recover fully indoors before she’s introduced to Bugs.  Of course Mary will send pictures of the blind date and I’ll share them here.

In kitten news, Scrappy is driving everyone crazy in our house!  She is INSANE IN THE MEMBRANE!  This is the sweetest, most mischievous kitten ever! She’s driving Buster to drink!  All she wants to do is hug him and play with him and he keeps trying to tell her that he is an old man!  She chases Mulder and torments Rowdy and Sammy and we love watching every minute of it.

I need to get in here and pester this bunny now!

I need to get in here and pester this bunny now!

Rowdy just takes everything in stride.  Here she is doing yoga in the back yard while we make a big fuss about Caramel.

Fat Kitty Kurl pose

Fat Kitty Kurl pose

Big-eyed cuteness pose

Big-eyed cuteness pose

Fluffy white neck stretch pose

Fluffy white neck stretch pose

Hope you are having as much fun as we are this summer.  More tomorrow on Operation Bunny Delivery!

:)

Can’t Get Enough of Scrappy!

Forgive my enthusiasm.  This is the nicest kitten I’ve ever fostered.  She is so full of happiness and gratitude that she was saved from the brink of death, that she spends all day giving love to anything that is in her path.  Other cats…

She thinks Mulder is her mommy.  But his

She thinks Mulder is her mommy. But his “faucets” don’t work. :(

bunnies…

Play with me Buster!

Play with me Buster!

sofas…

This is so comfy!

This is so comfy!

Plus feet, shoes, grocery bags, cat toys, dust bunnies and anything else within her reach.  She’s crazy and fun and has a purr that sounds like a VW bug in need of a muffler. We love her very much and hope she can find a good home.  Since she spent the first few sad weeks of her life trying to survive in this neighborhood I was hoping that SOMEONE from our hood would give her a home. If not, I’m not ashamed to beg.  If there is anyone reading this who would like to take this great little creature home, I will make it my mission to get her to you.

I am always a little sad when I have to bring kittens back to the shelter, but not because they don’t do a good job finding homes for them.  It’s just that I always wonder where these babies end up and what kind of parents they have.  Sometimes one of these critters worms her way into my heart in a big way and I am very sad to give them up.  The sad truth is, I can’t keep the kittens I foster anymore because then I would run out of room/resources to foster in the future.  Please, please, please consider taking Scrappy!  (See, I said I had no shame) And here are a few more pictures of our little houseguest to sweeten the deal.

Her first night with us.  Weighed only one pound.  You could feel her bones and her eyes were closed with infection.

Her first night with us. Weighed only one pound. You could feel her bones and her eyes were closed with infection.

I don't weely like

I don’t weely like “outside” Mulder. Can we go back in. :(

And finally…

Scrappy meets our new

Scrappy meets our new “mystery” foster animal.

Stay tuned for more animal adventures on the Burlingame Animal Rescue Ranch.

PS, something I never do…Here’s my phone # for ANYONE who wants to take Scrappy.  334-207-9561.

Scrappy Part Deux

Scrappy has decided to crown herself the QUEEN of the castle at our house.

Bow before the QUEEN!

Bow before the QUEEN!

She has made friends with the two male residents of my petting zoo. She has NOTHING to do with the two lady cats who live here though.

This is a vewy cwazy-looking cat!

This is a vewy cwazy-looking cat!

Dude!  You EAT this stuff?

Dude! You EAT this stuff?

I won’t say that Buster enjoys her company because she torments him day and night, but I will admit that he is a VERY tolerant bunny.

VERY tolerant!

VERY tolerant!

Her main BFF and partner in crime is (you guessed it!)  Mr. Mulder.

He's so handsome!

He’s so handsome!

He plays a bit rough with her, but she seems to love it, and they spend hours chasing each other around the house and wrestling.

I'm not being too wuff, I pwomise!

I’m not being too wuff, I pwomise!

Mulder gives her a thorough bath every day so she’ll smell like a proper Burlingame.

Come here you stinky kitten.

Come here you stinky kitten.

Stop it!  I'm clean enough!

Stop it! I’m clean enough!

We had concerns about some spots on Scrappy’s fur that were bare and also were still worried about one of her eyes that wasn’t healing properly so I made an appoint with our wonderful vet Dr. Glasscock, at Goodwin Animal Hospital.

Dr. G takes care of ALL the B'game pets!

Dr. G takes care of ALL the B’game pets!

I love this pic of her holding poor little Daisy after her near-death experience with a feral cat. Daisy still lives happily on my friend Debbie’s farm where she co-habitates with her boyfriend Claude the Rooster.  She still remembers me when I visit (Only if I have a pocket full of grapes) :)

Dr. Glasscock was busy in surgery so I saw Dr. Sternenberg.  He tested her for worms and gave her a worm treatment, did a skin culture on her fur, and examined her bad eye.  The bad news about her eye is that she has a little ulcer on it resulting from the terrible infection and it will likely never go away.  The good news is that it doesn’t hurt and it doesn’t affect her vision.

Great job Dr. S!  I hardly missed Dr. G.  :)

Great job Dr. S! I hardly missed Dr. G. :)

I’m supposed to call him in a week for the results of the skin culture but he gave me some information on how to treat it in the meantime.  The best part?  He gave me a GREAT BREAK on the cost of the visit because Scrappy is a shelter kitty. The guys are really good folks.  Thanks again, Goodwin Animal Hospital!

The Saga of Scrappy

About 10 days ago a kind neighbor of mine (Thank you Mike) brought me a starving, sick kitten.  We couldn’t get her to eat or drink because she had a very bad cold and couldn’t breath very well so eating and drinking were extremely difficult for her. It was a Sunday night about 9:00 and I had no other choice but to take her to the emergency, after-hours vet.  The vet and his assistant went to work right away to save the little kitten.  She looked about 6-8 weeks old and weighed only one pound.  She felt like a skeleton in fur pajamas.  She was severely dehydrated and starved. She had so much congestion that she wheezed when she tried to breathe.  She had fleas, infected eyes and was on death’s door.  After medicating her eyes, giving her a breathing treatment, an antibiotic shot, fluid under the skin and a diagnosis that she would probably not make it through the night, they sent me home with her.

Fluid under her skin because she couldn't drink.  This was very hard to watch.

Fluid under her skin because she couldn’t drink. This was very hard to watch.

She liked the breathing treatment.

She liked the breathing treatment.

My instructions were to keep applying the eye ointment  and antibiotic drops twice a day.  Plus, of course we were to give her food, water and lots of love and attention.

No problem there. :)

No problem there. :)

She spent her first night in our bathroom which we converted into a kitten ICU.

Mr. Frog was on duty for the first 48 hours.

Mr. Frog was on duty for the first 48 hours.

We were happy to find her alive and slightly better the next morning and she’s continued to improve every day since.  She was using a humidifier at night to help her breathe but she doesn’t need it anymore so I returned it to the kind neighbor who loaned it to us. (Thanks Philip!)  We decided to name her Scrappy since she showed a lot of guts and determination to survive. I posted information and pictures of her on our neighborhood FB page at first because so many folks who live here, knew of this kitten already.  Several friends messaged me that they had been trying to catch her for weeks, but she was skittish and would run from them.  The only reason Mike was able to finally catch her was that she was too weak to run. :(

Now she's strong enough to play and get into lots of mischief.

Now she’s strong enough to play and get into lots of mischief.

Although she continued to improve, we were still worried about her breathing, plus we suspected she had worms.  We gave her a good bath, but she still had fleas as well, so I called the shelter and asked if they could register her so I could get her in for more treatments.  The shelter agreed, since they were now going to make me her official foster mom.  This means when she’s all well, I’ll take her back to the shelter for final vaccinations and her “surgery”.  I did put a shout-out to our neighbors about giving her a forever home, to no avail.

Ms. Tayunia fixed her all up!

Ms. Tayunia fixed her all up!

So now she’s with us at the B’game foster home and rescue ranch.  Rowdy, Sam and Mulder (all former fosters) assured her that this was the best place for a foster kitten and that she should just sit back and enjoy the ride.

OK.  This is pwetty fun so far.

OK. This is pwetty fun so far.

She had another vet visit today to Goodwin Animal Hospital for some lingering problems but more on that tomorrow.  For now, Miss Scrappy is falling in love with the guy that all my animals fall in love with.  Here’s a cute moment of kitten bliss for a very lucky little girl.

Holding hands with Daddy Jim.

Holding hands with Daddy Jim.

I keep this little creature until July 1st.  I know I can work something out with the shelter if one of my neighbors wants to adopt this very sweet, well-mannered little girl.  I’ll cross my fingers that Scrappy can remain in the neighborhood with so many kind people who had a hand in saving here.  Bring it Waters Peeps! :)

Not so Smart About Art

It’s been a while since I updated readers on our little backyard rental.  This post is all about the goofy “objet d’art” I’m putting in the cottage.  However, I will throw in a few cute animal pics to make the post legit for the Kittybunnychicken.

The first two rescue turtles of the season.

The first two rescue turtles of the season.

Every year I save a turtle from certain death on the back roads of Montgomery County.  I didn’t keep the big guy long.  He trampled my impatiens so he was transplanted to the lake after two days.  The little fellow roams the yard eating slugs and whatnot.  I see him about every third day, doing his “turtle thing”.  Mulder is intrigued by the moving rock that lives in his yard.

Now for some fun Pink House pictures.  I’ve been trying hard to choose some “art” to hang on the walls and I have absolutely no criteria for picking pieces except for finding things that “float my boat”.  I also try to stick to local artists or at least pictures that evoke a homespun feeling or have brilliant color or and animal theme.  Since I know diddly-squat about the subject, I’ve basically collected a hodge podge of things that make me smile.  I hope our guests feel the same way, but one can only guess.

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This is one of the first things I found.  It was leaning against a wall in a Wetumpka flea mall.  It’s hard to see how big it is, but it’s a giant painting of hydrangea on a green background.  I had it reframed because it was falling apart.

Cow Painting

I saw this at an estate sale.  It’s just a cheap print in a cheesy frame.  I couldn’t resist pastel colored cows!  The one on the right has a pink hair-do!  I had it reframed in some old white-washed barn wood.

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Found these roses in a booth at Eastbrook Flea Market.  If you look close the frame has some chips and scratches, but I think it’s charming and pretty so it hangs over the master bed.

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Also found at Eatbrook Flea.  This print is framed so beautifully!  The mat and gold frame is so complimentary to this goofy flamingo.  I didn’t even notice until I got home and put my reading glasses on that it’s an AUDUBON PRINT!!!  Like I said, I know zilch about art, but I do know who John James Audubon is and I was very happy to have this nice birdy for my Pink House.

If the cottage were twice as big as it is, I could have filled it with more beautiful and goofy stuff.  Here are some treasures that didn’t make the cut simply because I have run out of room (or because I’m too cheap to pay the big bucks.)

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I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this thing!  It’s by an Israeli chick named Patricia Govenzensky and it’s a mere $850.00!  Can you believe Jim wouldn’t spring for this?  Cheap bastard!  Google this gal.  She specializes in watercolors and her work almost exclusively depicts lounging chicks in foreign climes, having tea in cafes and bistros.  I’m sure I love her work because I have a child’s appreciation for colorful crazy patterns and if money were no object, I’d have her work in every room.  Maybe Jim can get another job in his “free” time.  (I’m SO glad he doesn’t read my blog!)

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OK, I really need this fluorescent fish!!!  Somebody needs to go to Prattville Pickers and plop down the $45.00 I need to take this guy home!

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My pal Susna educated me on this late Montgomery artist, Barbara Gallagher.  She has several pieces in her home, and now when I see her work in the local area, I take a photo for my friend.  This is hanging in an art supply and framing shop next to Eastbrook.  It is not for sale but when I admired it, the owner told me he bought this for his wife for a Valentines gift.  Ooooh La, La!

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These bunnies make me happy.  Too pricey but when I get a sugar daddy, I’m gonna go back and get ’em.  (Just kidding Jim, oh wait, he doesn’t read this, never mind)

There’s more, but you’ll need to come over and get a tour for yourself.  Any of my local neighbors can come poke around the Pink House as long as it’s not occupied.  I love showing off my toy and would enjoy suggestions on how to make it even better.  So here’s a couple of pictures of crazy Rowdy enjoying the crinkly tunnel I bought for Buster-man.  It scares him and he pees when Jim puts him in it!

Just the right snooze toob for my fat kitty

Just the right snooze tube for my fat kitty

And she ALMOST fits.

And she ALMOST fits.

Keepin' it tasteful above all! :)

Keepin’ it tasteful above all! :)

The Chicken Lady Waddles Again!

You may remember reading a previous post where I visited an elementary school classroom to talk about the wonders of raising chickens.

http://kittybunnychicken.com/2013/03/09/elementary-my-dear-wilson/

I can’t believe that was over two years ago.  My pals Tama and Meggie went with me to help.  Meggie wore the chicken suit and did the funky chicken for the kids.

She was an AMAZING dancing chicken!

She was an AMAZING dancing chicken!

This year, Mrs. Nelson’s class was going to hatch some eggs and raise some baby chicks in the classroom.  Alas, only one egg hatched and the poor little chick lived alone in the brooder.  She asked me to come to the class to talk about chickens so we picked a day and I made a few preparations for the presentation.  I didn’t have a helper to wear the suit this time so this chick had to don the big yellow ensemble herself.

I must say, I do wear with with style!

I must say, I do wear with style!

The morning I was supposed to go visit the classroom, Mrs. Nelson called and said that the lonely little chick had died overnight. I knew the kids would be sad so I asked if I could bring some new babies from the feed store.  It took some doing but I found one store that still had chicks for sale.  I fixed up a box for them and drove to get my little brood.

Peep, peep, peep!

Peep, peep, peep!

These are all Americaunas.  They’re a beautiful breed who have sweet temperaments and lay lovely blue/green eggs.

My Rosie was an Americauna

My Rosie was an Americauna

I arrived with my box o’ chicken nuggets and started my entertaining one woman chicken show. :)

A visual demonstration on how chickens aren't very good flyers.

A visual demonstration on how chickens aren’t very good flyers.

You can imagine the heat generated inside this suit by a full-figured middle aged chick, wildly flapping her “wings” to try to get off the ground!

This is one FRIED chicken!

This is one FRIED chicken!

I very carefully showed the kids how the babies were getting their “grown-up” feathers and would soon be able to fly short leaps and hops on to their roosts.

I was gentle.

I was gentle.

Mrs. Nelson had a brooder ready for the babies and was going to raise them until they got too big for the classroom.  One of her student’s grandmothers was going to take them to live on her farm.  I enjoyed my day very much and I hope I taught the kids a little bit about caring for animals and learning where eggs actually come from.  I asked where the dead chick was and the teacher gave him to me in a little cardboard box.  I said I would be happy to take him home and put him in my ever-growing pet cemetery.  I want to thank the teachers at Wilson Elementary School for inviting me.  I look forward to seeing you again next year.

I named him

I named him “Wilson” :(

After I got home I stripped off the nuclear hot chicken suit and threw it on the landing because I was too grouchy to take it upstairs.  Rowdy thought it looked like a perfect place for a nap.

Sweet dreams of being held in the arms of a giant yellow chicken.

Sweet dreams of being held in the arms of a giant yellow chicken.