Sunday, 8 April 2012
I (A) had a bath today
Today Kay decided I'm really dirty and that I really need a bath. I of course protested, I mean, come on, it was only a year since my last bath! Well actually I don't remember, and neither does Kay. It's been that long! But anyway, I don't like baths because it's wet and cold and I stay wet for a few days afterwards, which means a prolonged lack of cuddles from my sister. So hmph, I don't like it! I tried to tell Kay that I don't WANT a bath! I kind of freaked out a bit tbh, but it was Stephen who convinced me. he said that I'll get extra cuddles if I bathe, so I was like, hmmmm fine. So I soaked for a bit in the soapy water nicely and quietly, but when Kay started scrubbing me, she tore a bit of the skin on my arm where it was a bit sore. Ouch! There's a scratch but otherwise it isn't too painful, but Kay totally freaked! Poor Kay, I am actually more worried about her than I am about myself. Stephen told her I'll be OK (which I am), which calmed her down. Now I'm just waiting to be completely dry so that I can get those extra cuddles!
Tuesday, 27 March 2012
the family complaint department
our sister's battle cry of the recent years has been, "I'm TELLING A and B!!!!" and it seems like our parents are following this as well. Basically, anything that ails or upsets Kay is going to be told to us. We of course hate to see Kay upset so we'll yell at whatever that's giving her grief., even if it's just for show because most of the time it's just some inanimate object.
But anyway, Kay's default coping mechanism seems to have become, 'tell A and B', and our parents seem to have decided to join in too, so we decided to do this formally and set up the complaint department. We also have a new member of the department, Piggy. He's a lot bigger than us so he'll be the one doing the looking intimidating stuff and a lot of other stuff that is inconvenient for us to do because of our diminutive stature. He's been a great help so far!
But anyway, Kay's default coping mechanism seems to have become, 'tell A and B', and our parents seem to have decided to join in too, so we decided to do this formally and set up the complaint department. We also have a new member of the department, Piggy. He's a lot bigger than us so he'll be the one doing the looking intimidating stuff and a lot of other stuff that is inconvenient for us to do because of our diminutive stature. He's been a great help so far!
Friday, 16 March 2012
pigrabbit
So, a while back, my big sister adopted a pigrabbit...That's exactly how you imagine he'd look! He's a rabbit with a piggypoopoo snout. Thing is, my sister is so taken to him (I don't really know what gender 'it' is - it's not very obvious from the appearance, but from now on, for the sake of simplicity, I shall refer to him as 'he') and she cuddles him, along with us, when she sleeps every night. She seems to lament that he's not 'real' and she seems to want him to be real so badly, so I htink one day Stephen told her to make that wish when she sneezed, for my sister is one very sneezy girl! She did that today, and I saw him flinch a bit! I think we'll be rallied into coaxing him into showing himself! I'm excited to know what his story is. It'd be so nice to have a new friend!
Tuesday, 14 February 2012
Kay drew us
I love it when she draws us! It makes me feel so special. She's an artist and does mainly digital art, and a few days ago she got a bunch of acrylic paints from the art store, and she wanted to start painting in acrylics again but she got all unconfident and stuff. We offered to model for her, and I saw her getting frustrated many times when she was painting, but I think she did well! Maybe it's because I'm biased because I love her :P....but yeah, I LOVE being drawn! :D (i'm the girl btw)
Thursday, 9 February 2012
Silly humans!
Ok we rabbits have ears on the top of our heads. I look at Kay and my other human family members and always wonder, "how would it be like to have ears on the side of our heads?". It seems mighty impractical to me! How are they going to hear from a distance, and what more, their ears are also so puny compared to their bodies! Well, I suppose they're taller than us...
Tuesday, 24 January 2012
It's not Year of the Rabbit anymore!
Thursday, 19 January 2012
Conflicting self-perception
Kay told us that she grew up believing that we have very strong rabbit identities, even though we were raised with (by?) her and her (our) human family since infancy. So I'd like to talk about it in this post.
Well, I've always known that something's different with us. I can't remember when Kay told us that we're adopted, but I remember not being entirely surprised. I think I was a little more accepting of it than B initially was. I think what we were concerned the most was whether Kay would still love us as much as she does her (our) human siblings, but she reassured us and we were fine. However, up until that point I certainly didn't give much of a thought as to what, or who, I was. I think Kay told us that we're rabbits, but I didn't pay much attention to it, because in my mind the most important thing is that I was Kay and B's little sister.
Our childhood wasn't exactly a walk in the park, in terms of relating to other rabbits. When we started to venture out on our own (when Kay's not looking) to find other rabbits to make friends with, they've already noticed something that's 'off' about us. We didn't talk like them, we were totally uninformed on anything that's going on in the rabbit world. In fact, the only reason we could communicate with them in the first place at that time is because some of the rabbits spoke Human because they lived with humans.
The older ones were kind to us. They told us that our situation is very unique in the sense that they have not met a rabbit who has a relationship with humans the same way that we do. The rabbits who live with humans or come into contact with humans are considered by them as 'pets', or sometimes the humans would be 'mommy' or 'daddy' or the rabbits would be their 'children'...though of course both parties know that they don't really believe it. In all these cases, there's a very sharp boundary between them, usually enforced by the human, like, "I'm a human and you're a rabbit". This was never the case with Kay and us. Also, they've never heard of a human adopting rabbits as their siblings before.
The younger ones, however, weren't so nice. They would tease us mercilessly about our human sister, and how could humans and rabbits REALLY be siblings?! That's absurd, they would say. It's ludicrous, and it's a joke, they would say. They would challenge us to find our 'real' family members and how Kay couldn't possibly really love us because we're not her 'real' siblings, and all other mean stuff. It hurt so much, and for a time we felt really angsty towards Kay...I mean, I would sometimes wish we were raised in a 'normal' rabbit family, and maybe if she didn't adopt us, we would have the chance to find our biological families eventually...though as we grew older we know that she's our REAL sister and those mean rabbits were just being horrible to us because they were envious. I bet they wish they have a sister like ours!
Well, I've always known that something's different with us. I can't remember when Kay told us that we're adopted, but I remember not being entirely surprised. I think I was a little more accepting of it than B initially was. I think what we were concerned the most was whether Kay would still love us as much as she does her (our) human siblings, but she reassured us and we were fine. However, up until that point I certainly didn't give much of a thought as to what, or who, I was. I think Kay told us that we're rabbits, but I didn't pay much attention to it, because in my mind the most important thing is that I was Kay and B's little sister.
Our childhood wasn't exactly a walk in the park, in terms of relating to other rabbits. When we started to venture out on our own (when Kay's not looking) to find other rabbits to make friends with, they've already noticed something that's 'off' about us. We didn't talk like them, we were totally uninformed on anything that's going on in the rabbit world. In fact, the only reason we could communicate with them in the first place at that time is because some of the rabbits spoke Human because they lived with humans.
The older ones were kind to us. They told us that our situation is very unique in the sense that they have not met a rabbit who has a relationship with humans the same way that we do. The rabbits who live with humans or come into contact with humans are considered by them as 'pets', or sometimes the humans would be 'mommy' or 'daddy' or the rabbits would be their 'children'...though of course both parties know that they don't really believe it. In all these cases, there's a very sharp boundary between them, usually enforced by the human, like, "I'm a human and you're a rabbit". This was never the case with Kay and us. Also, they've never heard of a human adopting rabbits as their siblings before.
The younger ones, however, weren't so nice. They would tease us mercilessly about our human sister, and how could humans and rabbits REALLY be siblings?! That's absurd, they would say. It's ludicrous, and it's a joke, they would say. They would challenge us to find our 'real' family members and how Kay couldn't possibly really love us because we're not her 'real' siblings, and all other mean stuff. It hurt so much, and for a time we felt really angsty towards Kay...I mean, I would sometimes wish we were raised in a 'normal' rabbit family, and maybe if she didn't adopt us, we would have the chance to find our biological families eventually...though as we grew older we know that she's our REAL sister and those mean rabbits were just being horrible to us because they were envious. I bet they wish they have a sister like ours!
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