Animal Wednesday: Emily Rabbit Takes Blogland Lane by Storm

HAHAHA! Hello everyone, it's me Emily. I have had a very good week because first of all I whined and cried and fell on the floor and kicked my feet because everyone was talking about Blogland Lane and nobody mentioned me, but then Sonia drew a picture of me that is very cute and you can see it on kj's blog on the side and can you tell I am a lot of fun because to me it looks that way and most of the time I am, except when I don't get enough attention.

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Also this week it looks like I am going to get all the attention and jelly beans I deserve for as long as I want as long as I don't have to share the attention or jellies with anyone else except myself and maybe every once in a while my best friend Marianne--all this because a rabbit Bimbimbimbimbie knows named Harry Hare gave me a special box that should make me happy and quiet about my jelly beans for a long time, but of course that won't happen because why should I be quiet especially because it is really not fun to be quiet and then you cannot cry deep from your stomach and you might even get ignored, which can hurt your feelings.

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Anyway, here is the poem that my new friend Bimbimbimbimbie wrote and if anybody wants to buy it let me know because I would make a copy and sell it to you but it might be too expensive so don't be surprised. I am going to give Bimbimbimbimbie at least ten cents from the price so she doesn't get mad that I sold her poem and spent the money on chocolate pretzels instead of jelly beans, which I would since I might have all the jelly beans I want from now on. I say 'might' because I really don't know Mr. Harry Hare and I need to make sure he really has the magic to back him up.

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Now that I've shown you Bimbimbimbie's poem (available for sale, don't forget in case kj doesn't pay me again this week), now I will show you where my mother and I live since every body's showing off their houses but this is not on Blogland Lane. My house is the third one from the left and my Uncle Alexander lives in the middle one with his wife Roweena Rabbit and their 37 little rabbits, none of whom are as smart as me and even my mother that is true.

This next picture is where we used to live before we moved to a better place. The problem that made us move what that you had to share the space with squirrels and mice and ants and even chipmunks sometimes and my mother was always upset because especially the mice made a mess with their little pellets all over the place and the squirrels and chipmunks didn't really like each other very much and you could tell because they kept having tree parties but they didn't invite one another. My mother thought that was unnecessary and she wanted them to get along but they didn't want to no matter what my mother said, even if she tried to be nice, which she did except for the one time she heard them fighting while she was trying to sleep and she got so mad she threw an acorn right at them. Afterwards she was glad she missed and hit a catepillar instead, who i think ended up losing a leg but it was not a problem.

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So anyway, I have to come up with some reason to tell my mother why I will be moving to Blogland Lane. I have some friends there who will let me live with them and raid their gardens if kj won't cover for me with my mother, but I hope she will so I can come and maybe even knock on someone's door and pretend I am Emily Sparrow, wouldn't that be funny! Because everyone knows a sparrow can't knock on anybody's door.

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Maybe I will have my own house on Blogland Lane. I'm still thinking about it. My address would be # V. V. Blogland Lane. I can use letters instead of numbers if I want to just because, right?

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Anyway, a lot of new people visited kj's blog last week and she is getting alot of credit for starting Blogland Lane which is ridiculous because first of all it was somebody else's idea a long time ago and second of all why should kj get credit when all the fun is coming from everyone, not just from her? And besides, what is the most important is that maybe some new people will visit me and they will be interested in learning how to cry deep from their stomach and then maybe I could teach them and they would like me and maybe pay me.

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I could also teach them to whine better.

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Sincerely yours,

Emily Rabbit