We had a lot of rain on Sunday. It was quite muggy so I opened the front door to let in some fresh air and the sound of the rain. Tofu the bunny is blind and I like to think that he appreciates sounds more as a result. View this post on Instagram Today we stay inside and listen to the falling rain. 🌧🐰🌧 #TofuTheBunny #rabbitsworldwide #blindrabbit #rabbits #bunniesofinstagram #auckland #lazysunday A post shared by G E N I E (@bunnyeatsdesign) on Sep 24, 2016 at 4:12pm PDT Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
It’s local election time and reading through this year’s candidate booklet, I’m reminded why I have never voted in local elections. I can’t summon any enthusiasm for the candidates. Voting is important and I have voted in every general election since I turned 18, but local elections…? Not once. The voting booklet is peppered with a huge variety of candidates from serious runners to society’s extremists. The terrible writing makes me wonder if the whole thing is a joke or just a soapbox for crazies to mount every few years. Tell me who to vote for. Please. Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
Bunny catching the last of the sun on a beautiful day. I love it when his many whiskers catch the light. It’s almost like he is posing for the camera. Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
Tofu didn’t get to go to Pinot Palooza in the weekend, but he is definitely VIP at our house. Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
It’s Tuesday somewhere in the world so here’s a photo of Tofu the bunny asleep in the grass. The weather is getting warmer and spring is in the air. I often see him sleeping out there, not a care in the world. He is a very relaxed bunny. Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
I’ve never owned socks with bunnies on them so when I saw these, I bought 3 identical pairs for $10. Shortly afterwards, I found a $10 bill on the street. I took it as a sign that the universe wanted me to have the bunny socks. I think Tofu the bunny approves too. Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
I’ve had a creative supercharge after 2 days at Semi Permanent, a creative conference here in Auckland. with 20 speakers over 2 days, it certainly gave my brain a work out. It’s been a good few years since my last Semi Permanent, I started attending in 2004 when I was a bright-eyed third-year graphic design student. Now that I’m a freelancer and own my own business, the conference has a different meaning to me. The speakers this year included various entrepreneurs, creative directors, an architect, a poet, UX designers, social media and business people. I was a little gutted there were any illustrators, photographers or typographers represented as these are things that are close to my heart. There were 2 speakers that had food backgrounds though which pleased me. This year felt much more business, technology and philosophy orientated. While I am a business owner, I find business conversations pretty boring. My favourite speaker would be Sam Bompas of Bompas & Parr fame. If you love food with a healthy dose of wonder and magic, I suggest you look them …
A blind, fluffy rabbit hesitates on the threshold. It’s been sunny but cold lately so Tofu the bunny wasn’t too sure if he wanted to go outside to play. In the end he decided yes. But first he sniffed and examined everything on our deck before making his way down the stairs and into the garden. Our deck is a bit of a mess at the moment with potted plants and washing baskets for Tofu the bunny to carefully consider with his whiskers. Anything he “chins” is claimed as his. Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
Home is where the house rabbit is. Here in New Zealand, a rental property is known as a “flat”. It doesn’t matter if it’s a unit, a stand alone house, or an apartment. From a real estate point of view, a flat refers to an attached unit regardless of ownership status. When you are “flatting”, it means you’re renting with others and a “flatmate” is the equivalent of a “roomie”. Still, it doesn’t seem quite right to say that my husband and rabbit are my flatmates. BTW…Flat whites have nothing to do with flats and house reds have nothing to do with houses. Just a weird coincidence. Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
Sorry, no photo of Tofu today, but I thought I’d share something I found entertaining this week. We have a collection of found rabbit images (from magazines, newspapers etc) on display in our house. This particular picture from a Silo Theatre show has been up for 2 years and Tofu the bunny has never paid it any attention. Until the other night when he started eating it. Not just a taste, but a feast. The Koala (my husband) removed this before more damage could be done. I think I’ll have to find a new spot for it. Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
Just a handsome rabbit modelling a few different styles of origami hat. Which is your favourite style? Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
Just a couple of pics of Tofu enjoy our lush, slightly overgrown lawn. Yesterday morning, I found him waiting for me in our hallway. When he realised I was up, he made a run for the back door so I let him out. He is definitely the early riser in our house these days. If the weather is nice, he spends the whole day outside in our big backyard, roaming free and nibbling on whatever he fancies. I bring him inside around sunset. Oh and our neighbours have a friendly pup staying at the moment. He seems to be curious about Tofu too. Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
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“Before you marry a person, you should first make them use a computer with slow internet to see who they really are.” – Will Ferrell I’ve been switching between calm and fury over the last few days as our internet connection has been mostly broken. Working from home, all my work comes and goes via email. I’m dead in the water without a reliable internet connection. Luckily, my husband, The Koala is equally unimpressed. It’s a match! Tofu the bunny on the other hand, doesn’t care. We’ve had some wet weather lately so I’ve been keeping him inside and in the mornings, I put Tofu on the couch in my “office” while I work. He seems perfectly happy. Oblivious to my internet woes. Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
Today is the winter solstice which means it is the shortest day (or longest night) of the year. The night tonight will be over 14 hours. In New Zealand, Matariki the Māori New Year is also celebrated during this season. Tofu snuggles on the couch with me on most nights. I often fall asleep on the couch and he falls asleep on top of me. I like to think it’s because he wants to be me close to me, but the reality could be that it’s cold on the carpet and the couch is warm….and I am nothing more than a giant hot water bottle. Rabbits are fluffy and can tuck his limbs underneath to keep warm. A cold rabbit sits upright and resembles a round dinner roll. But if a rabbit is warm and comfortable, he will lie down very flat with his long fluffy legs streeeetched to resemble a baguette. That is now Tofu sleeps on me on the couch. Stretched out. Leisurely. When I hear about people keeping their rabbits outside in a hutch, I know that rabbits can survive out in the cold. I once had …
Tofu the bunny practices some shelf awareness. Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
I’ve come down with a cold but the bright, sunny winter days we’ve had over the long weekend certainly helps me feel less miserable. We spent lots of time with friends and I almost pulled an all nighter on Saturday night. Probably not good for a cold, or at my age…It took 2 whole days to recover. We’ve had some stunning weather for almost a week. Bright blue skies, cold winter days. It warms my heart to see Tofu enjoying hours of winter sunbathing, fuzzy belly pressed to the warmed concrete, fluffy butt aimed at the sun. At night, he’s been extra snuggly, jumping up onto the couch is now a nightly occurrence and over the weekend, he even snuggled in with our friend who was sleeping on the couch. Tofu’s B&B (Bed and Bunny). Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
So for a while things were cold, They were scared down in their holes. The forest that once was green Was coloured black by those killing machines. But she and her furry friends Took down the queen bee and her men. And that’s how the story goes, The story of the beast with those four dirty paws. Dirty Paws – Of Monsters and Men One of my favourite songs by one of my favourite bands. Tofu the bunny gets four dirty paws on occasion. Like this morning when he ran outside even though it’s pissing down and the ground is very wet. I just brought him back inside and snapped this shot, and now he is cleaning himself up. I think the rest of today will be snuggled up inside, though I do have to make a dash out at some stage. Hopefully there’s a moment of sunshine for me. Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
I’m sure I’m not alone when I say we have many names for our pet. From empowering titles like Major Fluff to repugnant names like Mister Rat Legs (during Tofu’s bunny butt bath time), here are a few designs I whipped up for our furry CEO. Background image: Tofu’s fur. Note: “Cash” was actually given to him by our neighbour. I’m unsure if he was named after Johnny Cash or actual currency. Either way fits. Click here to see more editions of Tofu Tuesday.
For the last little while, Tofu has been making his presence known at 6.30am. Rabbits are amazing at telling the time. Maybe he has a rabbit-sized blind person’s watch that’s he’s hidden from us or the morning birds sing the time in their song. The other morning Tofu woke us with loud thumping around the house which is usually a sign of danger or generally being pissed off. I got up and fed him – that seemed to satisfy him. Yesterday morning he jumped up onto the couch for snuggles (I’d fallen asleep on the couch that night). This morning he came into our room and made noises next to my side of the bed waiting to be scooped up onto the bed. I don’t speak rabbit, but I try to understand. Here are the conclusions that I’ve surmised for his morning wake up call. He’s decided that 6.30am is breakfast time It’s getting colder in the mornings and he wants warmth and pets He thinks we should be getting up by then and is disgusted at us In any case, I’m quite …