#RRBC 30-DAY BLOGGING CHALLENGE DAY 19

I’ve spoken on my blog about my dog, Nounous, but not about my dwarf bunny, Thumper. We bought Thumper for my daughter, and she took him to Binghamton University, where he lived in her dorm suite. Since he made no noise, no one knew he was there except for my daughter’s roommates and friends.

Thumper has a feisty personality. I remember him launching off the wall in the college dorm to return to his crate. In the beginning, he was skittish and would hide under furniture.

In the picture above, he looks enormous, but it’s only the camera’s angle. He’s a small bunny with a huge personality.

Once my daughter moved into an apartment in Manhattan, she didn’t have room for a bunny. Even though I was allergic to him, Thumper became mine. Achoo!

My daughter moved out, and the first day I was alone with Thumper, he plopped onto his side. I ran to his cage, fearing he was dead. I called his name, but he didn’t answer. So, I opened the cage, poked him with my finger, and he jumped upright. That was how I learned bunnies fall over when they go to sleep.

This peaceful-looking bunny is no pushover, even though he falls over. He’s always hated Nounous; I believe he’s jealous the dog gets to hang out and sleep on the bed while he is stuck in a cage. He’d roam free if he didn’t chew wires and everything in the house. One day, Ashley put Thumper on the bed with Nounous and me. All was quiet until Thumper jumped and latched onto Nounous’ ear with his teeth. We had to pry him off the poor doggy. Nounous whimpered but didn’t fight back. Since then, Nounous has been afraid of Thumper, even though he visits the bunny when he’s in his cage.

Nounous was such a good puppy and still is.

AFTER THE STORM

 

 

The winds have taken their victims.

Tree limbs lie scattered across the grass.

A quiet descends upon the land.

Animals peek from

their hiding places.

Birds chirp in unison,

happy to be free again.

The sun will soon shine.

The clouds will clear.

The darkness will leave.

The earth regenerates itself,

preparing for the new day.

THE LAST TREE

 

 

I face the wind

Each day I wait

As time passes

People come and go

Trees fall

Dying animals cry

Buildings replace rolling hills

Fewer trees dot the landscape

Polluted water fills the oceans

Mankind has made drastic changes

Stop before it’s too late

I refuse to be the last tree standing

MY EYES SEE

 

My eyes see the light beyond

where humans hurry to and fro.

My eyes see the darkness inside

where humans have no pride.

They fight and attack each other

with no regard for their species.

They rant and rave over their passions

with little concern for the welfare of others.

My eyes see the good and the bad,

leaving me all too sad.

Meow.

GOODBYE OLD FRIEND

Inky Waves

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GOODBYE OLD FRIEND

The world is changing.

Forests are dying.

Animals are becoming extinct.

Nature has taken control.

Days are warmer.

Rain falls harder.

Earthquakes rock the planet.

Hurricanes bring the winds.

Ocean waves dance to the deadly tune.

Bow to our new foe, Mother Nature.

Crime does its share,

But nature cleans the slate.

Towns and cities topple

Beneath the rubble.

The salt water hits my face

As I watch the waves rise.

I wait for the beautiful sight

To turn deadly and reckless.

The laps at the shore

Become heavy slaps.

Rocks and debris are

Thrown to the wind.

Soon I am drenched.

The ocean has come ashore

To wreck havoc on our lives.

My eyes tear as I search for

the ocean’s lost beauty.

I search for the camaraderie of

My old friend who’d soothed my fears.

My friend is long gone.

All is gone.

And so will we.

THE LAST TREE STANDING

I face the wind.
Each day I wait.
Time passes.
I wait for the world to change.
People come and go.
I hear sounds of trees falling
and cries of animals dying.
The rolling hills are replaced by buildings,
monstrous symbols to mankind.
Fewer trees dot...

 

 

I face the wind.

Each day I wait.

Time passes.

I wait for the world to change.

People come and go.

I hear sounds of trees falling

and cries of animals dying.

The rolling hills are replaced by buildings,

monstrous symbols to mankind.

Fewer trees dot the naked landscape.

Dirty water fills the lakes and ocean.

Mankind has changed the world

in irreversible ways.

Stop before it’s too late.

I refuse to be the last tree standing.