Ruby Rabbit!!

I was created by "Mostly Animals" a rubber stamp company in America. Jill bought me when she went on her rubber stamping holiday in the U.S. in the mid 90's. She has not used me until now as she has joined an Alphabet ATC swap and has the letter "R" to do. So this is all about me! Ruby Rabbit!!

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

I AM NOT A HAPPY RABBIT!!


It is just so unfair!! I have been locked in the Purple Palace for the past two and a half weeks with no visitors at all. Jill has not been in to do anything and I know for sure there is someone home, cos I heard cars in the driveway and voices. I am just so angry!!! I have just found out that Jill and Gerard have gone away on a holiday to Queensland and have not taken me. How could they do this to me, I am such an important part of Jill’s life and she has just snuck off with out me, no asking me if it is ok for her to go and especially without me. How dare she!! And to add insult to injury she has taken that stupid brown stuffed furry toy she calls a rabbit. Huh rabbit SMABBIT!!, it is just a stuffed toy, no character to it all and is a dirty dark brown colour, not at all attractive, not like me! Does not speak, no personality, just sits there like a stunned mullet on the dashboard of her car. At least I have character, personality, charm, can express my opinion and move about and change the colour of my fur and appearance! O.K. I need Jill to help me do it all but hey I think she owes me an explanation and a big holiday when she gets back. Here I am such an important part of her stamping with her swaps and making such good decisions on what she should do with her work and this is the gratitude I get? Just wait til that flea bitten mutt gets back, I’ll soon show it it’s place, firstly by getting it down off the dash board and out of the car, that just won’t do having it there, sliding around when the car turns corners, I’ve seen it do it and Jill makes all goo gar noises to it like it was REAL…. I am REAL not that fuzz ball! I’ll definitely give it what’s for… I’ll lock it in the Palace and let it see what it is like being shut away and forgotten for ages with no one to talk to or play with or have dress up’s with, or just hanging around doing the usual girl thing!! It will soon learn it’s place when I get hold of it! Jill reckons it is “cute” aargh, it is ugly.. It has long thin nylon strands sticking out from its face, supposed to be whiskers, they look so silly sticking out on the sides of it’s face. Jill likes tickling them and pulling them gently, huh, she should rip them out of it’s face! Then she gets hold of its ears and strokes them all over it’s eyes and face and calls it a cutesy wootsy widdle wabbit! It is just so sick!! It is a toy for goodness sake, has no feelings, no brain, no thought waves, no nothing and she is treating it like a real bunny rabbit. How pathetic! She even has Gerard talking to it although I believe it annoys him when it starts to slide all over the dashboard when he goes around corners and falls off onto his feet. “Just leave it there he says! “ But time after time Jill picks it up and puts it back on the dash board to let it happen again! Even Nesta has sat there in the car giving it a cuddle, she feels sorry for it sitting on the dash in the blazing hot sun. GOOD I say! The heat might destroy the stuffing out of it! When Jill gets home I am not going to help her any more to teach her a lesson, I know she has a lot of stamping work to do when she gets back as she did not get ahead with her ATC swaps for her groups etc. before she left. She probably expects me to have them finished for her by the time she gets back! Well let me tell you she has got another think coming if that is what she expects cos I have not done anything except throw tantrums and make a mess in her so called precious Purple Palace. I just don’t know what is so special about this place, there have been ants crawling around over everything and me too! Some daddy long legs are starting to encroach on my space and I know they and the ants will get right up Jill’s nose, goody!!! She gets so frustrated with trying to get rid of them especially the ants just keep on coming in, she has used ant rid which they just love and sprayed outside with pesticide all around the outside, the cooler weather has deterred them a bit now so I might get some good relief. I know she hates those big huntsman spiders too and so do I. I have not seen any in here otherwise I will have bashed the door down to get outta here. That brown thing has such a smug look on its face every time the car pulls up in the drive. I hope it got sunstroke while away in that heat. In some ways I am glad I did not go otherwise if anyone saw me sitting in the car left alone, with the windows up and the doors locked, someone might have called the fire brigade and the police and broken the car windows to get me out! To save my life, Jill knows she should not leave animals in the car at any time, what is she thinking of, I could die, my insides would get all hot and my system would shut down and that would be it., Gone, kerpoot, finished, never to write another story again, be out of her hair, not pestering her, aw gee she might like that life without me, not nagging her all the time telling her what to do, umm maybe I had better not be too awful and mean to that silly brown piece of carpet and welcome them both home! Do I really have to??? I just don’t think they deserve that sort of welcome home though, they have been so mean to me why do I have to be nice to them? they probably have not given me a single thought while away having a good time, while I have been stuck here in this place all this time, all alone and forgotten. I know I will pretend to be nice and wait for the right time to strike and get my revenge, yep that is what I will do, hmm I wonder what I can do to teach them a lesson. I think I will have a sleep on it for a while seeing that is when I think best and come up with some good things to get back at them. Just had a good thought though… I could set a mouse trap and push its face into it and get those so called whiskers all bent and then Jill would have to cut them off and then it would look real silly. A toy rabbit with no whiskers!! Ha ha ha. I am rolling on the floor laughing my ___ off!!! That would be so funny, no whiskers, hooo har har har har, oh golly my stomach aches and tears are running down my face. How am I going to get to sleep now??

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