<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778</id><updated>2012-02-01T01:03:14.154-08:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Introduction'/><category term='Visits'/><category term='Guinea Pig'/><category term='Sport'/><category term='Poems or Quotes'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='Celebration'/><category term='Homes'/><category term='Kiwi'/><category term='Adventure'/><category term='School'/><category term='Chocolate Rabbit Family'/><title type='text'>Kowhai Corner Bunnyborough</title><subtitle type='html'>Stories and photos using the Sylvanian Families rabbits and furniture.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-7950118531303403997</id><published>2012-02-01T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T01:03:14.173-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introduction'/><title type='text'>Rat a Tat Tat Who is That?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Ricky Rattie is knocking on Terry tan’s door, there is noanswer, so he knocks again and again and before long he is pounding on Terry’sdoor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NmdyDOhhbw/TyejSCBLbWI/AAAAAAAAA58/DfCDLM1s8Yw/s1600/100_0752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NmdyDOhhbw/TyejSCBLbWI/AAAAAAAAA58/DfCDLM1s8Yw/s320/100_0752.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Terry was asleep when he awoke to the pounding on hisdoor.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He got up concerned at what itcould be.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He opened the door and therestood an anxious Ricky Rattie.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“There isno need to pound on my door with two paws at once,” said Terry sleepily.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“I worked on a late shift last night andhaven’t been asleep very long.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ERaoSTnqkmw/TyezlXO2W1I/AAAAAAAAA6M/9vFRBthDlsY/s1600/100_0753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ERaoSTnqkmw/TyezlXO2W1I/AAAAAAAAA6M/9vFRBthDlsY/s320/100_0753.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Ricky apologises for being so impatient and asks Terry if heheard about the car accident near Kowhai&amp;nbsp;Tree Farm a few weeks ago.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Yes,” replied Terry, Ricky answers, “I wasasleep near the site of the accident and when I heard the crash I went closerto have a look and saw Steve inspecting the damaged truck and the green car,which was empty.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Steve backed back and droveoff in his truck. I saw a rabbit come out of hiding and hop into the green car anddrive off in the opposite direction. But,” Ricky continued,” A beautiful rabbitpassenger hopped out of the car at the time of the accident with a big bundleand hopped away.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ENZo7FLgZMo/Tye2T080jtI/AAAAAAAAA6U/iTH8GbhUj0s/s1600/100_0754.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ENZo7FLgZMo/Tye2T080jtI/AAAAAAAAA6U/iTH8GbhUj0s/s320/100_0754.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The beautiful rabbithas been living behind the hill in a tent since the car accident.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have been visiting the site regularly,unbeknown to her at night and eating her left overs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; The last few days she hasn’t been cooking and there is no food at the site and worse, I think she is unconscious.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Can you come and visit the site and help her?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“Yes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I will get dressed and you can show me where she is,” replied Terry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QExZ53SePQc/Tyi0ixX1THI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Xu4o1BsJ-GE/s1600/100_0755.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QExZ53SePQc/Tyi0ixX1THI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Xu4o1BsJ-GE/s320/100_0755.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;They arrived together at the site and found the beautiful rabbit lying down outside her tent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qmnYFgVvKHc/TyjW45zqqPI/AAAAAAAAA6k/iy26SXqxA1Q/s1600/100_0756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qmnYFgVvKHc/TyjW45zqqPI/AAAAAAAAA6k/iy26SXqxA1Q/s320/100_0756.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Terry stroked her paw and spoke to her but there was no response.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“We need to get Dr Kiwi to examine her quicklybecause she is cold,” said Terry. “You stay with her and I will go and fetch DrKiwi.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uru34gZHfAc/TyjZbTimzDI/AAAAAAAAA6s/JVeuDvuXbOQ/s1600/100_0757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uru34gZHfAc/TyjZbTimzDI/AAAAAAAAA6s/JVeuDvuXbOQ/s320/100_0757.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Ricky went into the tent and found her sleeping bag and puther in it. He sung to her while he waited for Terry and Dr Kiwi to return.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When he saw them in the distance he hidbehind a bush because kiwis don’t like rats.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wmU7BjAwRXE/TyjnYtGSX0I/AAAAAAAAA60/4qHish7-Q0g/s1600/100_0758.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wmU7BjAwRXE/TyjnYtGSX0I/AAAAAAAAA60/4qHish7-Q0g/s320/100_0758.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Dr Kiwi examined her and said she has delayed concussion anda serious eye injury. Terry looked around for Ricky to help him carry her tothe Grayson’s home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;(Dr Kiwi’s arms aretoo short to help carry her).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Dr Kiwisaid he was well aware of Ricky Rattie and his sister living in this area andthey had done no harm to the kiwis so the kiwis would do no harm to them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Dr Kiwi said he will go to the Grayson’shouse and let them know about the situation. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TQaB6-dGxvo/Tyj0gvbf9SI/AAAAAAAAA7E/9NnlcCz58OQ/s1600/100_0760.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TQaB6-dGxvo/Tyj0gvbf9SI/AAAAAAAAA7E/9NnlcCz58OQ/s320/100_0760.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Dr Kiwi left and Ricky came out of hiding to help Terry carryher to the Grayson’s house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Tog8GfgWX0/Tyj3Yh82T_I/AAAAAAAAA7M/cK5dsDCxxt4/s1600/100_0761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Tog8GfgWX0/Tyj3Yh82T_I/AAAAAAAAA7M/cK5dsDCxxt4/s320/100_0761.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When theyarrived Mrs Grayson invited them to come in.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Mrs Grayson put the beautiful rabbit in bed with a hottie.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It wasn’t long before the beautiful rabbitstarted mumbling.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVEETY9YCKo/Tyj-z1_D7wI/AAAAAAAAA7U/B-ljKnrhPCA/s1600/100_0762.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVEETY9YCKo/Tyj-z1_D7wI/AAAAAAAAA7U/B-ljKnrhPCA/s320/100_0762.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“What’s your name?” Mrs Grayson asked her when she openedher eyes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“My name is Ingrid and I wastravelling with my boyfriend when we had the car accident.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He told me to jump out and hop away as fastas I could. He hid and then drove the car away after the truck left.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I haven’t seen him since and I have run outof food.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“ Well, you are safe now andthere is enough food here for you,” smiled Mrs Grayson.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-7950118531303403997?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/7950118531303403997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2012/02/rat-tat-tat-who-is-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/7950118531303403997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/7950118531303403997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2012/02/rat-tat-tat-who-is-that.html' title='Rat a Tat Tat Who is That?'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NmdyDOhhbw/TyejSCBLbWI/AAAAAAAAA58/DfCDLM1s8Yw/s72-c/100_0752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-5962020625640804240</id><published>2012-01-17T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T17:16:47.457-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introduction'/><title type='text'>K.C. Bunnyborough Wash House</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;K. C. Bunnyborough has started year 2012 by opening a publicWash House for all the rabbits to use.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;It will be managed by Mrs Grayson/blue.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Mrs Grayson/blue is Mrs Grayson’s sister and her husband is Mr Grayson’sbrother!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;To tell the difference MrsGrayson/blue will wear a blue lace skirt over her dress and her husband willwear a blue tie and in the future they will use the name Blue instead ofGrayson/blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eb7tqZ6U_j8/TxT5Q5ZpTPI/AAAAAAAAA2c/oKMsc7OGyZ0/s1600/100_0716.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eb7tqZ6U_j8/TxT5Q5ZpTPI/AAAAAAAAA2c/oKMsc7OGyZ0/s320/100_0716.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The first day K. C. B. Wash House was opened all the rabbitscame to have a bath or/and shower!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The rabbits do not have a bath or shower intheir homes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They have been going tothe stream to wash themselves.Mrs Grayson has been sewing bags for the school rabbits now she sees a need for each family to have a bag to bring their own towels and soap to the Wash House.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hphpluvNIw0/TxUsfac8ZvI/AAAAAAAAA2k/l0lTl8FkmjM/s1600/100_0717.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hphpluvNIw0/TxUsfac8ZvI/AAAAAAAAA2k/l0lTl8FkmjM/s320/100_0717.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The next morning the Grayson family arrive at the Wash Houseearly. (They missed out using the Wash House yesterday.)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;There is a&amp;nbsp;fifteen minute time limit for each rabbit that uses the bath&amp;nbsp;or shower.&amp;nbsp;Waiting rabbits stand behind the screen.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The Grayson quads, Tansey, Lace, Tracy and Chantillyhave their baths and showers first.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;They ask Auntie Blue if they can take baby Brooke to the park tomorrowmorning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Auntie Blue agrees to theidea.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They will also take their babysister, Pip.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Tansey will ask Mrs White ifshe can take baby Gwen to the park.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Chantilly will ask Mrs Chocolate if she can take baby Nugget.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HnLrLyBdXIk/TxVD7Pjm7-I/AAAAAAAAA20/fyEzQ3hwkeo/s1600/100_0721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HnLrLyBdXIk/TxVD7Pjm7-I/AAAAAAAAA20/fyEzQ3hwkeo/s320/100_0721.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The mothers agree and they&amp;nbsp;are going to meet at the Wash House tohave a bath or shower then spent some uninterrupted time together to chat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The next morning the Grayson quads collect ababy each and walk to Plastic Park.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KPnv0yVsLiA/TxVPKaLb1OI/AAAAAAAAA3E/Cf8QDsx3pzY/s1600/100_0722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KPnv0yVsLiA/TxVPKaLb1OI/AAAAAAAAA3E/Cf8QDsx3pzY/s320/100_0722.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Pip has just slid down the slide and Brooke is on the top ofthe slide ready to have her turn.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Gwenhas climbed the ladder and now she is too scared to come down and starts squealing.&amp;nbsp; Chantilly climbs the ladder to reach her and bring her down.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Tansey is giving Nugget a swing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When the baby rabbits have had enough playingon the equipment they all move over to the paddling pool which is at the samepark.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4aAV6MM75lY/TxYbJXjmlwI/AAAAAAAAA3M/UUO-x0_Nb8U/s1600/100_0724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4aAV6MM75lY/TxYbJXjmlwI/AAAAAAAAA3M/UUO-x0_Nb8U/s320/100_0724.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The baby rabbits love playing and splashing each other inthe paddling pool.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Tansey says to hersisters, “We should have brought some soap and towels and given them a wash.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The Grayson quads take the babyrabbits home at the end of a happy morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You may have noticed that Nugget is brown again!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mrs Chocolate smothered her in Mr Kiwi's sun protection lotion before sun was picked up.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It will start to fade in twenty four hours and Nugget will be back to her normal colour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-5962020625640804240?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/5962020625640804240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2012/01/kc-bunnyborough-wash-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/5962020625640804240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/5962020625640804240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2012/01/kc-bunnyborough-wash-house.html' title='K.C. Bunnyborough Wash House'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eb7tqZ6U_j8/TxT5Q5ZpTPI/AAAAAAAAA2c/oKMsc7OGyZ0/s72-c/100_0716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-2128233206438140999</id><published>2012-01-01T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T02:23:26.948-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Holiday Activities 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PBQ5SPKoPw8/TwAZ-KZj3hI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Voxb5EUvXE4/s1600/100_0660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PBQ5SPKoPw8/TwAZ-KZj3hI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Voxb5EUvXE4/s320/100_0660.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Mrs Grayson is busy sewing bags for the rabbits that go toschool during these holidays because Mrs Know, the school teacher, has told herthat this year when school starts again the young rabbits will be gettinghomework so they will need a bag to take books home and to bring them back toschool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFRZMZ3Rel8/TxaYZfe2nwI/AAAAAAAAA30/f6SAe5UAC_I/s1600/100_0720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFRZMZ3Rel8/TxaYZfe2nwI/AAAAAAAAA30/f6SAe5UAC_I/s320/100_0720.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Grayson families have spent a lot of time together these holidays and had a group photo taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;top right to left Father, Mother and Richard.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Next row left to right is Lace, Tansey, Chantilly and Tracy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In the front is Grace, baby Pip and Gene who is Grace's twin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lower rabbits are the Grayson/blue family.&amp;nbsp; The fathers are brothers and their wives are sisters!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Left to right Bluebell, Greg, Hope, baby Brooke, Father and Mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There are other family members but they hopped away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-2128233206438140999?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/2128233206438140999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2012/01/holiday-activities-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/2128233206438140999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/2128233206438140999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2012/01/holiday-activities-2012.html' title='Holiday Activities 2012'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PBQ5SPKoPw8/TwAZ-KZj3hI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Voxb5EUvXE4/s72-c/100_0660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-8479962549190777061</id><published>2011-12-14T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T01:54:18.811-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Last Day of School Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Mrs Clematis Know is back at school teaching the rabbits after her recent wedding.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RplXPTy43cw/Tuhnfry0BXI/AAAAAAAAAuU/QynIYx4fixU/s1600/100_0606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RplXPTy43cw/Tuhnfry0BXI/AAAAAAAAAuU/QynIYx4fixU/s320/100_0606.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;She fondly remembers her first kiss on her wedding day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9xrUDGtqB4/Tulmufz7v0I/AAAAAAAAAuc/X_A6ET5_FPg/s1600/100_0637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9xrUDGtqB4/Tulmufz7v0I/AAAAAAAAAuc/X_A6ET5_FPg/s320/100_0637.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;The rabbit pupils are decorating the class room for the last school day of the year celebration.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Mrs Know notices that Coco and Freya Chocolate are not at school today. Mrs Know is also aware of the struggles Rata and Marigold are having at school and will speak to Mr Know about it and see if they both can get some medical advice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EFrwV6Oh_cs/TulppvdD9VI/AAAAAAAAAuk/r9zYrmSx6ig/s1600/100_0638.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EFrwV6Oh_cs/TulppvdD9VI/AAAAAAAAAuk/r9zYrmSx6ig/s320/100_0638.JPG" style="cursor: move;" unselectable="on" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Mr Chocolate arrives at the school just before the rabbits leave to go home, to tell Mrs Know that his family have moved into their house and the children didn’t come to school today because they have been helping set up at home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ww_Qe4PGbMU/TulsAB6cTiI/AAAAAAAAAus/bHEJhb7c8XI/s1600/100_0639.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ww_Qe4PGbMU/TulsAB6cTiI/AAAAAAAAAus/bHEJhb7c8XI/s320/100_0639.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;It is 3pm and school has finished for the day and Mr Know has come to pick up Mrs Know on his new bike.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mr Chocolate invites them to come to his house to have a look.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hu98LGQXF64/TumipxzPVoI/AAAAAAAAAu0/hcrRUj7X7RQ/s1600/100_0640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hu98LGQXF64/TumipxzPVoI/AAAAAAAAAu0/hcrRUj7X7RQ/s320/100_0640.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The house&amp;nbsp;still needs a wide window ledge put up on the lower window so Mr Chocolate can display his chocolates and cupcakes he will have for sale.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Chocolate Family are delighted to have their own home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now Mr Chocolate can do his baking and sell it from home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The other members of his family will help when needed.  Mr Chocolate tells Mr and Mrs Know that he is baking something special for the last day of school celebration.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Pmx4dQTi6c/TumvQH3rsjI/AAAAAAAAAvE/8XzaIy9yONs/s1600/100_0641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Pmx4dQTi6c/TumvQH3rsjI/AAAAAAAAAvE/8XzaIy9yONs/s320/100_0641.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Today is the last day of school and here comes Strawberry, the pony, pulling the cart behind her. Wow! The rabbits exclaim when they see what is on the cart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FCDa0NCnqtI/Tum4PlPGxkI/AAAAAAAAAvU/EPP7MmbTUQw/s1600/100_0643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FCDa0NCnqtI/Tum4PlPGxkI/AAAAAAAAAvU/EPP7MmbTUQw/s320/100_0643.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The edible house is quickly unloaded off the cart and the rabbits admire Mr Chocolate’s creation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mr Chocolate tells them that he made it with chocolate, biscuits, icing and pebble lollies.  It is for them to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-motIpRgS1F8/Tum7YaxQGoI/AAAAAAAAAvc/fdDWTHQF-Fo/s1600/100_0644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-motIpRgS1F8/Tum7YaxQGoI/AAAAAAAAAvc/fdDWTHQF-Fo/s320/100_0644.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Gene has climbed into the chimney.  It looks too nice to eat but soon the rabbits start licking and nibbling at the edible house.  What is not eaten can be taken home and some will be given to the White family and Grandpa and Grandmother Cottontail who don't have family here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9TbcclGcqpI/Tum_ZS4otFI/AAAAAAAAAvk/4DFhXzJAXQU/s1600/100_0645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9TbcclGcqpI/Tum_ZS4otFI/AAAAAAAAAvk/4DFhXzJAXQU/s320/100_0645.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Mr Chocolate will take Strawberry to every&amp;nbsp;rabbit home in K. C. Bunnyborough and they&amp;nbsp; will receive&amp;nbsp; some edible house&amp;nbsp;to eat.   Everyone  is happy that there is a school at K. C. Bunnyborough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="72" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EFrwV6Oh_cs/TulppvdD9VI/AAAAAAAAAuk/r9zYrmSx6ig/s320/100_0638.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 353px; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 849px;" width="96" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-8479962549190777061?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/8479962549190777061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-day-of-school-celebration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/8479962549190777061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/8479962549190777061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-day-of-school-celebration.html' title='Last Day of School Celebration'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RplXPTy43cw/Tuhnfry0BXI/AAAAAAAAAuU/QynIYx4fixU/s72-c/100_0606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-9139878130128623492</id><published>2011-11-26T22:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T12:32:28.569-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems or Quotes'/><title type='text'>Blowing Bubbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Blowing bubbles, blowing bubbles&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Beautiful bubbles &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;floating in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-miFsn7-cG-c/TtHgwb4mENI/AAAAAAAAAsM/YDjkoRss87s/s1600/100_0585.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-miFsn7-cG-c/TtHgwb4mENI/AAAAAAAAAsM/YDjkoRss87s/s320/100_0585.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Blowing bubbles, blowing bubbles&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Coloured bubbles floating everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yDm-rytZrgE/TtKdeSac9pI/AAAAAAAAAss/7OjudnAcDjs/s1600/100_0586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yDm-rytZrgE/TtKdeSac9pI/AAAAAAAAAss/7OjudnAcDjs/s320/100_0586.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-9139878130128623492?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/9139878130128623492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/11/blowing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/9139878130128623492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/9139878130128623492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/11/blowing.html' title='Blowing Bubbles'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-miFsn7-cG-c/TtHgwb4mENI/AAAAAAAAAsM/YDjkoRss87s/s72-c/100_0585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-3791895443700226386</id><published>2011-11-15T23:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:53:20.316-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>The Wedding of Mr Know and Clematis</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The Wedding of Mr Know and Clematis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Mr Know and Clematis recently announced their engagementand they would both like to get married as soon as possible.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Clematis has suggested that she would liketo get married on the 11&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; day of the 11&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; month of 2011at 11 past 11 am.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mr Know nods his headin approval and quotes, “The sooner the better.” So they arrange their weddingfor the date and time Clematis has suggested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gUQ75Q0iYwE/TsN36ShUh8I/AAAAAAAAAqk/YN7OXKisV_U/s1600/100_0598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gUQ75Q0iYwE/TsN36ShUh8I/AAAAAAAAAqk/YN7OXKisV_U/s320/100_0598.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Clematis would like to get married outside and have theground covered in clematis flowers so she goes to look at the clematis vine tosee if there are enough flowers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Thereare not enough flowers as she would like because it is at the end of theflowering season.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She will use the fewflowers still left on the vine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Mr Know tells Clematis that she will be picked up at 10.45 am on the wedding day and driven to the arranged wedding site.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Clematis is ready earlier and waits anxiously outside Mr Grayson’s house for her transport to arrive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4bBrgmymEWc/TsN6inLdTYI/AAAAAAAAAqs/aFyxQ5Qd5tM/s1600/100_0602.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4bBrgmymEWc/TsN6inLdTYI/AAAAAAAAAqs/aFyxQ5Qd5tM/s320/100_0602.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Strawberry, the pony arrives pulling a beautiful coach for Clematis to get into to be taken to the wedding site.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hXaQUEaY1_g/TsRebx13wjI/AAAAAAAAAq8/2HbhrgXGwyE/s1600/100_0603.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hXaQUEaY1_g/TsRebx13wjI/AAAAAAAAAq8/2HbhrgXGwyE/s320/100_0603.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Clematis is nervous and excited at the same time.&amp;nbsp; Both are older rabbits and Mr Know never thought&amp;nbsp;he would get married... LOVE CHANGES EVERYTHING!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When she arrives she sees Mr Know waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xwG81IEBTTw/TsRp4SI9I0I/AAAAAAAAArM/jrbWWEge4qU/s1600/100_0605.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xwG81IEBTTw/TsRp4SI9I0I/AAAAAAAAArM/jrbWWEge4qU/s320/100_0605.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;She walks up to him and the senior kiwi conducts the wedding service and they say their wedding vows to each other in front of the Grayson family and Chocolate family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;They couldn’t invite all the rabbits at K. C. Bunnyborough to come to the wedding ceremony because they arranged it so quickly . &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jItsE77mr6I/TsRxBN3c9wI/AAAAAAAAArU/9gUE8Q6W0ZY/s1600/100_0607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jItsE77mr6I/TsRxBN3c9wI/AAAAAAAAArU/9gUE8Q6W0ZY/s320/100_0607.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The other rabbits have organised a mid-day meal and entertainment at K. C. Bunnyborough School for Mr and Mrs Know.  Clematis is the teacher at the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ugeeyRCnW-o/TsSVlLjHREI/AAAAAAAAArc/2-1yfcmwA_c/s1600/100_0608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ugeeyRCnW-o/TsSVlLjHREI/AAAAAAAAArc/2-1yfcmwA_c/s320/100_0608.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Mr and Mrs Know are over whelmed when they arrive at the school after the wedding ceremony and see what the rabbits have done.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Chocolate family have made them a wedding cake.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q4or4BW2q6c/TsS-X7Qg-SI/AAAAAAAAArk/Qg_-JE9EYbU/s1600/100_0609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q4or4BW2q6c/TsS-X7Qg-SI/AAAAAAAAArk/Qg_-JE9EYbU/s320/100_0609.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Mr White plays the piano while they eat their meal.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Terry Tan plays his ukulele after lunch and all the rabbits join in with singing and dancing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hnNNdUw-88E/TsXBbl7d97I/AAAAAAAAAr0/odz2aj95pnk/s1600/100_0613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hnNNdUw-88E/TsXBbl7d97I/AAAAAAAAAr0/odz2aj95pnk/s320/100_0613.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Mr and Mrs Know slip away when no one is looking to go on their honeymoon.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CNlM0k5v7G8/TsXGrGwOm6I/AAAAAAAAAr8/oi3-Vlp3a1I/s1600/100_0614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CNlM0k5v7G8/TsXGrGwOm6I/AAAAAAAAAr8/oi3-Vlp3a1I/s320/100_0614.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;They are looking forward to a very happy life together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #943634; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-3791895443700226386?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/3791895443700226386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/11/wedding-of-mr-know-and-clematis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/3791895443700226386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/3791895443700226386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/11/wedding-of-mr-know-and-clematis.html' title='The Wedding of Mr Know and Clematis'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gUQ75Q0iYwE/TsN36ShUh8I/AAAAAAAAAqk/YN7OXKisV_U/s72-c/100_0598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-5478909577883729457</id><published>2011-11-05T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T19:41:12.930-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Love is in the Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Love is in the Air (part 2 of Mr Know meets the Chocolate Family and Clematis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n93rOtW2j-Y/TrEEi3OHNWI/AAAAAAAAAms/6P9gTlaM7fM/s1600/100_0572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n93rOtW2j-Y/TrEEi3OHNWI/AAAAAAAAAms/6P9gTlaM7fM/s320/100_0572.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Clematis has been teaching at K. C. Bunnyborough School for two weeks. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Each day when school finishes Mr Know has visited her at the school to see how she is coping. &amp;nbsp;He has been very supportive and kind to her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He appreciates having a teacher to relieve him of his teaching job and he has been able to spend more time visiting the rabbits that live at K. C. Bunnyborough and listen to any concerns they might have.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_E6gfWmsjn0/TrNd8fq5v1I/AAAAAAAAAm8/HitCscha57g/s1600/100_0573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_E6gfWmsjn0/TrNd8fq5v1I/AAAAAAAAAm8/HitCscha57g/s320/100_0573.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Last weekend Mr Know showed Clematis around K. C. Bunnyborough and even took her home to his moa egg house where he lives.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TVvM1pSdctE/TrXVhIM1wDI/AAAAAAAAAnE/tIivixFbfGo/s1600/100_0575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TVvM1pSdctE/TrXVhIM1wDI/AAAAAAAAAnE/tIivixFbfGo/s320/100_0575.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 12pt 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;0ne morning of the third week while Clematis was at the school teaching the rabbits they heard the danger signal given by rabbits… that is the thumping of their back legs on the ground.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Clematis remains calm and tells the rabbits to continue doing their maths.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RRbTmRvx1O8/TrXXwnybUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/E_e51N4vRj8/s1600/100_0576.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RRbTmRvx1O8/TrXXwnybUAI/AAAAAAAAAnM/E_e51N4vRj8/s320/100_0576.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Meanwhile, Mr Know, goes to investigate where the thumping signal started.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Terry Tan meets Mr Know and tells&amp;nbsp;Mr Know&amp;nbsp;the friendly fantail had twittered to the nearest rabbit,&amp;nbsp;"A boy and girl&amp;nbsp;are looking into Mr Know’s&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;moa egg home."&amp;nbsp;The rabbit&amp;nbsp;sent the danger signal.&amp;nbsp;K.&amp;nbsp;C. Bunnyborough&amp;nbsp;is behind Kowhai Corner Farm and is a secret, safe&amp;nbsp;place for rabbits to live and is out of bounds to people.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5r_iZEgiIM/TrXagGhpQ8I/AAAAAAAAAnU/L37LaeCprIA/s1600/100_0577.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5r_iZEgiIM/TrXagGhpQ8I/AAAAAAAAAnU/L37LaeCprIA/s320/100_0577.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Some&amp;nbsp;of the adult&amp;nbsp;rabbits appear to see if they can help but Mr Know tells them to go home and he will go and investigate with Terry Tan and Mr Grayson.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsFvSNn7TIM/TrXgB8OXJEI/AAAAAAAAAnc/nG7P2s1mVDc/s1600/100_0578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsFvSNn7TIM/TrXgB8OXJEI/AAAAAAAAAnc/nG7P2s1mVDc/s320/100_0578.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;As they get closer to Mr Know’s home the friendly fantail is flittering around and tells the rabbits that it was Joey and Annabelle and that once the first rabbit was informed and started the thumping they ran off very quickly back to the rocks which they were not supposed to climb over.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k2qMjbHZ3xM/TrXh9bdJY_I/AAAAAAAAAnk/H7-OqKXj8fk/s1600/100_0580.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k2qMjbHZ3xM/TrXh9bdJY_I/AAAAAAAAAnk/H7-OqKXj8fk/s320/100_0580.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Mr Know checks his home and all is in order he tells Terry Tan and Mr Grayson that he will go and visit Steve Sunshine, the owner of Kowhai Corner Farm, to find out why Joey and Annabelle have climbed over the rocks.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlVE1flEUBY/TrXkas7My9I/AAAAAAAAAns/bSqnrVcJ1xo/s1600/100_0581.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlVE1flEUBY/TrXkas7My9I/AAAAAAAAAns/bSqnrVcJ1xo/s320/100_0581.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Steve Sunshine assures Mr Know that the rabbits are safe and Joey and Annabelle were warned not to climb over the rocks, and &amp;nbsp;that he will talk with Joey and Annabelle when they arrive back from their overnight camp and that&amp;nbsp;the situation won’t occur again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mEqNeQFZ7MI/TrXoUnJnE6I/AAAAAAAAAn0/vnCoXTPkmGE/s1600/100_0582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mEqNeQFZ7MI/TrXoUnJnE6I/AAAAAAAAAn0/vnCoXTPkmGE/s320/100_0582.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Mr Know thanks Steve Sunshine and then hops to K. C. Bunnyborough school to explain to Clematis what has happened.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He is surprised to see the rabbit pupils all calm and doing their school work.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAfVzyondXM/TrXwRFkzy9I/AAAAAAAAAoE/TyN-ZmfbJVM/s1600/100_0583.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAfVzyondXM/TrXwRFkzy9I/AAAAAAAAAoE/TyN-ZmfbJVM/s320/100_0583.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Mr Know and Clematis have spent time together every day since they met!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;At the&amp;nbsp;weekend when they were having a picnic together Mr Know gives Clematis a present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OO0jrkXbqss/TrXyv0K5AuI/AAAAAAAAAoM/mZkjaqUIdJ0/s1600/100_0584.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OO0jrkXbqss/TrXyv0K5AuI/AAAAAAAAAoM/mZkjaqUIdJ0/s320/100_0584.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-NZ; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;It is a tee shirt!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mr Know asks Clematis to marry him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Clematis very happily accepts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-5478909577883729457?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/5478909577883729457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-is-in-air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/5478909577883729457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/5478909577883729457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is in the Air'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n93rOtW2j-Y/TrEEi3OHNWI/AAAAAAAAAms/6P9gTlaM7fM/s72-c/100_0572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-8384792477220856593</id><published>2011-10-26T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T00:02:14.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate Rabbit Family'/><title type='text'>Mr Know meets the Chocolate Family and Clematis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7rB6jZ7hdpE/TqdzumudlnI/AAAAAAAAAlc/mp3xZB5GOq0/s1600/100_0562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7rB6jZ7hdpE/TqdzumudlnI/AAAAAAAAAlc/mp3xZB5GOq0/s320/100_0562.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Mr Know has come to the Grayson’s house this evening to meet the Chocolate family and Clematis who are from Christchurch.&amp;nbsp;They moved to Kowhai Corner Bunnyborough after the first earthquake in September 2010.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mr Know wants to discuss with Mr Chocolate his job situation and his housing situation to see if the family will be suitable residents to live permanently at Kowhai Corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hXMiIMjFnvE/Tqd3GYq27wI/AAAAAAAAAlk/l3QhF7_YUU4/s1600/100_0565.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hXMiIMjFnvE/Tqd3GYq27wI/AAAAAAAAAlk/l3QhF7_YUU4/s320/100_0565.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Mr Chocolate says he would like to open a shop and sell chocolate and cupcakes which he and Mrs Chocolate will bake. When they earn enough money they plan to buy a home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gS5ZYELYLhk/Tqd7Iz8rxZI/AAAAAAAAAls/tOX3tkzr71s/s1600/100_0566.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gS5ZYELYLhk/Tqd7Iz8rxZI/AAAAAAAAAls/tOX3tkzr71s/s320/100_0566.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Mr Know and Mr Grayson go out the room to have a private discussion about what Mr Chocolate has told them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ctpDipqg_4/Tqd9pgxTZQI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ZjFNTMa9v1E/s1600/100_0567.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ctpDipqg_4/Tqd9pgxTZQI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ZjFNTMa9v1E/s320/100_0567.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;They both come back into the room smiling and&amp;nbsp; Mr Know shakes Mr Chocolate's&amp;nbsp;hand and says, "&amp;nbsp;Welcome to Kowhai Corner Bunnyborough as a permanent resident, all the best for your chocolate and cupcake shop and buying a house.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Please keep me informed in the future about how things are working out."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lweZqFvpWgI/TqeBzBahzfI/AAAAAAAAAl8/782tSyoCn8k/s1600/100_0568.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lweZqFvpWgI/TqeBzBahzfI/AAAAAAAAAl8/782tSyoCn8k/s320/100_0568.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Mr Know then gives his attention to Clematis who has been waiting patiently.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Clematis tells Mr Know that she is a qualified primary school teacher.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mr Know jumps up in delight and asks, “Would you like to teach the rabbits at Kowhai Corner School?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B29JapSZ2WU/TqevcwQSaqI/AAAAAAAAAmk/sGH0DyQEDK0/s1600/100_0569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B29JapSZ2WU/TqevcwQSaqI/AAAAAAAAAmk/sGH0DyQEDK0/s320/100_0569.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;“Yes, I would love to.” Clematis answers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“When would you like me to start?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“TOMORROW!&amp;nbsp; Come&amp;nbsp;tomorrow morning to the school and I will introduce you to the rabbits and if you feel confident to teach tomorrow afternoon I shall leave and you can be the new teacher,” says an excited Mr Know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Yes, I can start tomorrow.” Clematis replies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xglb1_eAJXk/TqelhlaIN5I/AAAAAAAAAmM/Xs8AluYSHHo/s1600/100_0570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xglb1_eAJXk/TqelhlaIN5I/AAAAAAAAAmM/Xs8AluYSHHo/s320/100_0570.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The next morning Clematis arrives at the school and Mr Know introduces her to the rabbit pupils.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Clematis starts her introduction and is a natural teacher that Mr Know excuses himself an hour later and &amp;nbsp;leaves her to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bRkRd-19q4U/TqeoB5vbTeI/AAAAAAAAAmU/lw8gYUEAIgs/s1600/100_0571.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bRkRd-19q4U/TqeoB5vbTeI/AAAAAAAAAmU/lw8gYUEAIgs/s320/100_0571.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Mr Know comes back when the school is finished and asks Clematis whether she enjoyed her first day as the new teacher.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Clematis has enjoyed her first day teaching.  She intends to make some changes in the school room.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Mr Know has been the teacher at K. C. Bunnyborough School since it opened recently.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mr Know is the overseer of K.C. Bunnyborough and since the school opened he hasn’t been able to get around to visit the residents to see if there are any problems.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When there are any problems,complaints and ideas he and Mr Grayson discuss them and decide whether to call for a meeting for all residents to sort the problem out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-8384792477220856593?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/8384792477220856593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/10/mr-know-meets-chocolate-family-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/8384792477220856593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/8384792477220856593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/10/mr-know-meets-chocolate-family-and.html' title='Mr Know meets the Chocolate Family and Clematis'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7rB6jZ7hdpE/TqdzumudlnI/AAAAAAAAAlc/mp3xZB5GOq0/s72-c/100_0562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-2846897758206566454</id><published>2011-06-21T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T18:24:04.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visits'/><title type='text'>Two Visiting Helicopters</title><content type='html'>Two Visiting Helicopters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry Tan is a voluntary mechanic for the Westpac Rescue helicopter.&amp;nbsp;The helicopter&amp;nbsp;is at K. C. Bunnyborough overnight for Terry to do a routine check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OvJgrNLEvHM/Tf3CSVoLXfI/AAAAAAAAAjo/CyTkbmXcdvM/s1600/100_0499.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OvJgrNLEvHM/Tf3CSVoLXfI/AAAAAAAAAjo/CyTkbmXcdvM/s320/100_0499.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry has&amp;nbsp;rung Mrs Lemon&amp;nbsp;to invite her and the boys over to have a look at the Westpac Rescue helicopter and his visiting friend’s helicopter. “ Come over early in the morning because both are leaving at first light.” Terry says, "Keep it secret because&amp;nbsp;my friend is on a secret mission and it is not to be known where he is." Len, Larry and younger brother, Les can hardly sleep that night&amp;nbsp;because they are so excited to be able to see a real helicopter on the ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HDShtCh3j2c/Tf3FPqxt4PI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ytybvVVyYMs/s1600/100_0497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HDShtCh3j2c/Tf3FPqxt4PI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ytybvVVyYMs/s320/100_0497.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Early the next morning Mrs Lemon calls the boys to get up and get ready to go and see the helicopters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gZ-dDwjj_tw/TfmTpILOAQI/AAAAAAAAAjc/vYvmT8AgO20/s1600/100_0493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gZ-dDwjj_tw/TfmTpILOAQI/AAAAAAAAAjc/vYvmT8AgO20/s320/100_0493.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way they past the lake and the swans ask, “Have you any bread?” The rabbits stop and Larry replies, “No, not today because we are in a hurry to see a helicopter,” and they continue hopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SA4GmdMgf90/TfpeyDD3JvI/AAAAAAAAAjg/XofMJVXXTN0/s1600/100_0494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SA4GmdMgf90/TfpeyDD3JvI/AAAAAAAAAjg/XofMJVXXTN0/s320/100_0494.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next they past a flock of seagulls, one of them squalls out “Have you got any bread?”. “No,” answers Les, “ We are in a hurry to see a helicopter.” and they all quickly resume hopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBO5FcxPphc/TfphPu-RzxI/AAAAAAAAAjk/OSyX44T5ZUw/s1600/100_0492.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBO5FcxPphc/TfphPu-RzxI/AAAAAAAAAjk/OSyX44T5ZUw/s320/100_0492.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There it is,” points Mrs Lemon. As they hop closer they can hear the engine going. “We are just in time.” She says. They watch it ascend in the sky and Len notices that it is brass and the markings on one the side read VERTOL V-107-11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LZBYBjFaMXw/TgFDJ7zE1oI/AAAAAAAAAjw/UtcGZNSBV0s/s1600/100_0500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LZBYBjFaMXw/TgFDJ7zE1oI/AAAAAAAAAjw/UtcGZNSBV0s/s320/100_0500.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry hops over to greet them and invites them&amp;nbsp; to have a look at the Westpac Rescue helicopter that he had been working on last night. They are allowed to go inside and have a look at the controls&amp;nbsp;before Terry flies off to&amp;nbsp;the Westpac &amp;nbsp;depot so it is ready for another rescue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-2846897758206566454?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/2846897758206566454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/06/two-visiting-helicopters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/2846897758206566454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/2846897758206566454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/06/two-visiting-helicopters.html' title='Two Visiting Helicopters'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OvJgrNLEvHM/Tf3CSVoLXfI/AAAAAAAAAjo/CyTkbmXcdvM/s72-c/100_0499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-555272346020668987</id><published>2011-05-07T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T23:44:32.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guinea Pig'/><title type='text'>Found and Returned</title><content type='html'>Found and Returned&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;is part two of&lt;/em&gt; A Picinic at Tree Hut Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6dsktDp3X0/Ta1jdO-Ha8I/AAAAAAAAAig/VHSDusgKsh4/s1600/100_0477.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6dsktDp3X0/Ta1jdO-Ha8I/AAAAAAAAAig/VHSDusgKsh4/s320/100_0477.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Cottontail drove to the Grayson house to take the children home. Mrs Grayson thanked Grandpa and Grandma Cottontail for taking five of her children to Tree Hut Park for the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Zb6Xby0tyI/Ta1mR-XoJjI/AAAAAAAAAik/hy6aAYnVxYc/s1600/100_0479.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Zb6Xby0tyI/Ta1mR-XoJjI/AAAAAAAAAik/hy6aAYnVxYc/s320/100_0479.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When&amp;nbsp;Grandpa and Grandma Cottontail&amp;nbsp;arrived at their caravan home Grandma Cottontail carried the baby guinea pig inside. She gave him a warm drink of milk and put him to bed on the sheep skin with a hottie and a blanket over him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGUR-XVgvJo/Ta1qrGs7sOI/AAAAAAAAAio/5I_k2mBf0ic/s1600/100_0478.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGUR-XVgvJo/Ta1qrGs7sOI/AAAAAAAAAio/5I_k2mBf0ic/s320/100_0478.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Cottontail washed the picnic plates, cups, glasses and other things they used and Grandpa Cottontail put the picnic table cloth in the cupboard. They were both&amp;nbsp;in bed when the baby guinea pig&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; began squeaking. Grandma&amp;nbsp; picked him up and now he felt hot! She put him back on the sheepskin bed without the hottie and blanket and told him&amp;nbsp;to go back&amp;nbsp;to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZJQCYHO4e4/Ta9dtfjvxMI/AAAAAAAAAis/419kAxzVpho/s1600/100_0480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZJQCYHO4e4/Ta9dtfjvxMI/AAAAAAAAAis/419kAxzVpho/s320/100_0480.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the night&amp;nbsp;Grandpa and Grandma Cottontail were&amp;nbsp;woken up&amp;nbsp;with loud squeaking. Sleepily, Grandma Cottontail sat up and could see baby guinea pig trying to get up into her sleeping bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sowh5ewGQY4/Ta9gt1C1dQI/AAAAAAAAAiw/yLHRtANoRdc/s1600/100_0481.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sowh5ewGQY4/Ta9gt1C1dQI/AAAAAAAAAiw/yLHRtANoRdc/s320/100_0481.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grandma Cottontail&amp;nbsp;hopped&amp;nbsp;out of bed&amp;nbsp;and took him to the toilet and put him back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-seelaTsBLW0/Ta9jgBKg8_I/AAAAAAAAAi0/wzYM-XsG8Ek/s1600/100_0482.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-seelaTsBLW0/Ta9jgBKg8_I/AAAAAAAAAi0/wzYM-XsG8Ek/s320/100_0482.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning baby guinea pig&amp;nbsp;started&amp;nbsp;squeaking&amp;nbsp; so Grandma Cottontail gave him a weetbix for breakfast and made a cup of tea for Grandpa Cottontail and herself.&amp;nbsp; Grandpa Cottontail read the Lost and Found column in the newspaper but no one has lost a baby guinea pig. He tells Grandma Cottontail that they will go back to Tree Hut Park this morning and look for baby guinea pig’s mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ATCnXUi8Ne4/Ta9pMxsnKoI/AAAAAAAAAi4/UjnI8AbsG7E/s1600/100_0483.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ATCnXUi8Ne4/Ta9pMxsnKoI/AAAAAAAAAi4/UjnI8AbsG7E/s320/100_0483.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that morning when they arrive at Tree Hut Park they see Mr and Mrs White with their baby Gwenda by the arch branch. They go over to them and Mr White tells them that he is going to attach a tyre to make a swing on the arch branch… just how it use to be.&amp;nbsp; Grandma Cottontail tells them about the baby guinea pig they found yesterday and asks if they have seen any guinea pigs here. Mr White&amp;nbsp;replied that there has been shuffling noises over in the bushes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H8S52ISNF_o/TbAI_3kVW3I/AAAAAAAAAjE/4yAenWRLRSY/s1600/100_0487.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H8S52ISNF_o/TbAI_3kVW3I/AAAAAAAAAjE/4yAenWRLRSY/s320/100_0487.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Just then baby guinea pig starts squeaking so Grandma Cottontail hops over towards the bushes where they hear more squeaking and out comes a guinea pig who says she is his mother.&amp;nbsp;Mother guinea pig said&amp;nbsp;that he didn’t follow her back to the bushes yesterday morning. Baby guinea pig is&amp;nbsp;reunited with his mother and twin sister and the guinea pigs all disappear into the bushes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sto1N6OEbs4/TbAB885Oz8I/AAAAAAAAAi8/ZhV0QiLXzDU/s1600/100_0484.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sto1N6OEbs4/TbAB885Oz8I/AAAAAAAAAi8/ZhV0QiLXzDU/s320/100_0484.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mr White has finished attaching the the tyre to the arch branch and Gwenda is enjoying her swing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-555272346020668987?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/555272346020668987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/05/found-and-returned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/555272346020668987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/555272346020668987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/05/found-and-returned.html' title='Found and Returned'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6dsktDp3X0/Ta1jdO-Ha8I/AAAAAAAAAig/VHSDusgKsh4/s72-c/100_0477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-2406454485698992155</id><published>2011-04-10T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T03:10:39.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><title type='text'>The Hot Air Balloon Adventure</title><content type='html'>The twins, Len and Larry were playing at the Tree Hut Park when they saw a hot air balloon in the sky. They watched it hover in the distance and then it went down. Larry suggested to Len that they should go and see if they can find the place where the hot air balloon landed. Len was keen to go and look for the hot air balloon so off they hopped in the direction where they last saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qm4QMYJXNb4/TaEXG-3ixuI/AAAAAAAAAhs/FIQBntS_25E/s1600/100_0465.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qm4QMYJXNb4/TaEXG-3ixuI/AAAAAAAAAhs/FIQBntS_25E/s320/100_0465.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After forty minutes of hopping they could see it upright on the ground in the distance. When they got close to the hot air balloon they shouted out, “Hello, is there anyone here?” There was no reply and Larry said that he was going to get in the carrier part of the hot air balloon. Len followed Larry up the ladder but tripped at the top and fell ears first into the carrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xPg2YfsEQnU/TaEbUaPJJGI/AAAAAAAAAhw/frbUam7qnXA/s1600/100_0466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xPg2YfsEQnU/TaEbUaPJJGI/AAAAAAAAAhw/frbUam7qnXA/s320/100_0466.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One ear moved a lever and the hot air balloon began to rise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Up4ksQgM1E/TaFugrF078I/AAAAAAAAAh0/gnT4oKmvm-4/s1600/100_0468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Up4ksQgM1E/TaFugrF078I/AAAAAAAAAh0/gnT4oKmvm-4/s320/100_0468.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went higher and higher and the wind started to sweep it along. Len and Larry looked at each other with surprise and thought this is great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-watwg0475zA/TaFxYTx-WeI/AAAAAAAAAh4/0J6JrWqCQvw/s1600/100_0469.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-watwg0475zA/TaFxYTx-WeI/AAAAAAAAAh4/0J6JrWqCQvw/s320/100_0469.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They drifted along past the country and as a town loomed closer below them the hot air balloon started to lower. The twins looked down at the lever and tried to pull it up but it would not move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BbQUkusefq8/TaFz6xcTMaI/AAAAAAAAAh8/hDcZuko0Egs/s1600/100_0470.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BbQUkusefq8/TaFz6xcTMaI/AAAAAAAAAh8/hDcZuko0Egs/s320/100_0470.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They landed on a road and could see an articulated lorry turning the corner driving straight towards them. The&amp;nbsp;lorry driver's brakes screeched as he came to a sudden holt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M1gJIW3m6VQ/TaF2qNruppI/AAAAAAAAAiA/-WVMKNiYeAc/s1600/100_0471.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M1gJIW3m6VQ/TaF2qNruppI/AAAAAAAAAiA/-WVMKNiYeAc/s320/100_0471.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A siren sounded and a Police van came up the other street. The Policeman got out of his van and handcuffed the lorry driver. The articulated lorry had been stolen earlier that morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MJEwTJkEANs/TaF5yrq_rKI/AAAAAAAAAiE/RuzbJfoxGfg/s1600/100_0473.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MJEwTJkEANs/TaF5yrq_rKI/AAAAAAAAAiE/RuzbJfoxGfg/s320/100_0473.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Policeman thanked Len and Larry for blocking the road at the right time. The Policeman asked&amp;nbsp;the twins&amp;nbsp;to show him&amp;nbsp;their hot air balloon license. Larry&amp;nbsp;explained that they found the hot air balloon in a field and when they climbed in&amp;nbsp;the lever was accidentally pushed down and the hot air balloon&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;rose up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vpgqp-t3qM0/TaF-6G7Gg8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/fxx3SmSMwfA/s1600/100_0474.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vpgqp-t3qM0/TaF-6G7Gg8I/AAAAAAAAAiI/fxx3SmSMwfA/s320/100_0474.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Policeman&amp;nbsp; spoke on his remote control to the Police Officer at the Police station to see if anyone had reported a missing hot air balloon. No one had. The Police officer shook Len and Larry’s hand and told them he would look after the hot air balloon now and advised them to hop home before it gets dark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-2406454485698992155?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/2406454485698992155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/04/hot-air-balloon-adventure.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/2406454485698992155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/2406454485698992155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/04/hot-air-balloon-adventure.html' title='The Hot Air Balloon Adventure'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qm4QMYJXNb4/TaEXG-3ixuI/AAAAAAAAAhs/FIQBntS_25E/s72-c/100_0465.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-8665040612240285641</id><published>2011-04-07T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T21:57:02.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems or Quotes'/><title type='text'>There was an old woman who lived in a shoe ... 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4LG0JQlrcgM/TZ6PlyjGRqI/AAAAAAAAAhg/uCbd2vJvn08/s1600/Picture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4LG0JQlrcgM/TZ6PlyjGRqI/AAAAAAAAAhg/uCbd2vJvn08/s320/Picture.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I have blocked out some words on the above picture and&amp;nbsp;took&amp;nbsp;a photo of the&amp;nbsp;picture with the rabbits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YhHcNvsR7r4/TZ6T0tRj3zI/AAAAAAAAAhk/yRGc0wYq6Jw/s1600/100_0464.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YhHcNvsR7r4/TZ6T0tRj3zI/AAAAAAAAAhk/yRGc0wYq6Jw/s320/100_0464.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-8665040612240285641?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/8665040612240285641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/04/there-was-old-woman-who-lived-in-shoe-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/8665040612240285641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/8665040612240285641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/04/there-was-old-woman-who-lived-in-shoe-2.html' title='There was an old woman who lived in a shoe ... 2'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4LG0JQlrcgM/TZ6PlyjGRqI/AAAAAAAAAhg/uCbd2vJvn08/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-6303251379409970414</id><published>2011-01-19T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T00:57:36.401-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visits'/><title type='text'>The  Bakery Across the River</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TSRAaJ1NDGI/AAAAAAAAAgI/-2fK7VGW4Yc/s1600/100_0399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TSRAaJ1NDGI/AAAAAAAAAgI/-2fK7VGW4Yc/s320/100_0399.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Mrs Grayson has rung the&amp;nbsp; Bakery across the river to order five donuts, two pieces of lemon cheese cake and two chocolate éclairs. The baker’s assistant tells Mrs Grayson that they will be ready to pick up in two hours time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TTaY5jRedZI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/CKoJqBCjkvA/s1600/100_0406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TTaY5jRedZI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/CKoJqBCjkvA/s320/100_0406.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Mrs Grayson goes outside and asks Lace and Tansey to go to the Bakery to pick up her order. Lace and Tansey are happy to go and pick up their mother’s order from the Bakery because they like to swim in the river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TTabYGRxRuI/AAAAAAAAAgU/YfN6N-xal6Q/s1600/100_0407.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TTabYGRxRuI/AAAAAAAAAgU/YfN6N-xal6Q/s320/100_0407.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Lace and Tansey&amp;nbsp;put their swimming costumes in a bag and start hopping to the river. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TTaek_pu6JI/AAAAAAAAAgY/hbmK0COBYJc/s1600/100_0408.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TTaek_pu6JI/AAAAAAAAAgY/hbmK0COBYJc/s320/100_0408.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;When they arrive at the river they change into their swimming costumes behind the bushes and swim together to the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TSRBJ7f_LZI/AAAAAAAAAgM/D-A41bAuc3Q/s1600/5+donuts%252C+lemon+cheese+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TSRBJ7f_LZI/AAAAAAAAAgM/D-A41bAuc3Q/s1600/5+donuts%252C+lemon+cheese+cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;At the Bakery the assistants have Mrs Grayson order set out on the counter ready to put into the box. Lace pays with a gold coin that Mrs Grayson gave her. The rabbit bakery assistant says that because this is your first order we are going to give you some extra food items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TTahbJOQ0fI/AAAAAAAAAgc/CuI2tBv8obE/s1600/100_0409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TTahbJOQ0fI/AAAAAAAAAgc/CuI2tBv8obE/s320/100_0409.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Lace and Tansey both balance a box on their back as they swim back across the river. When they reach the other side Tansey suggests they have a look in the box to see what extra food has been put in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TTakEl14vMI/AAAAAAAAAgg/TTD-zZFjmck/s1600/100_0410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TTakEl14vMI/AAAAAAAAAgg/TTD-zZFjmck/s320/100_0410.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;“Oh,” exclaims Tansey, “There are four extra pieces of lemon cheesecake.” “Shall we have a piece of Lemon cheesecake?” asks Lace looking at the pieces very longingly. Tansey nods her head in agreement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TTamdmEclBI/AAAAAAAAAgk/jMXAy_uSXDE/s1600/100_0411.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TTamdmEclBI/AAAAAAAAAgk/jMXAy_uSXDE/s320/100_0411.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;So they sit by the river in the sun and both eat a piece of lemon cheesecake. The sun has dried their swimming costumes so they pick up their bags with their dresses in and hop home. Mrs Grayson is so pleased with the bakery food that she rings and orders some gingerbread men for the next day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-6303251379409970414?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/6303251379409970414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/01/bakery-across-river.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/6303251379409970414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/6303251379409970414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2011/01/bakery-across-river.html' title='The  Bakery Across the River'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TSRAaJ1NDGI/AAAAAAAAAgI/-2fK7VGW4Yc/s72-c/100_0399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-8645605400854185642</id><published>2010-12-13T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T19:38:21.093-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiwi'/><title type='text'>Mr Kiwi the Salesman - part 2</title><content type='html'>Mr Kiwi the Salesman - part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kiwi arrived home for tea after spending the day at K. C. Bunnyborough trying to sell nugget for shoes and boots.&amp;nbsp;He was&amp;nbsp;walking home when he met the Chocolate family and sold them some brown nugget to rub on their ear tips to protect them from the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TQR3QX39yQI/AAAAAAAAAfc/hgSTgOtvgFQ/s1600/100_0378.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TQR3QX39yQI/AAAAAAAAAfc/hgSTgOtvgFQ/s320/100_0378.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kiwi began thinking about why he was selling nugget to rabbits who didn’t wear shoes! Mr Kiwi tells Mrs Kiwi that he is going to&amp;nbsp;invent a sunscreen lotion to protect rabbit ears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TQR5zI_zy3I/AAAAAAAAAfg/vMfpOAwZeig/s1600/100_0379.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TQR5zI_zy3I/AAAAAAAAAfg/vMfpOAwZeig/s320/100_0379.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes into his back room which is set up like a laboratory, (a place where chemicals or medicines are manufactured). He mixes a combination of liquids together until he thinks he has just the right formula. Mr Kiwi invites his brother, a doctor, to come over and give his opinion. Doctor Kiwi nods his head with approval and advises to add a bit more of this and less of that. Mr Kiwi is also going to make his own cleaning lotion to sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TQR9NHv2VyI/AAAAAAAAAfk/_935z3lzLk0/s1600/100_0381.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TQR9NHv2VyI/AAAAAAAAAfk/_935z3lzLk0/s320/100_0381.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kiwi puts his cylindrical glass bottles into his special round wooden container and loads it onto the cart. He also takes his own formula of pink nugget for the White family who live in a pink boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TQSBTTgj3zI/AAAAAAAAAfo/qHC8O45YLrQ/s1600/100_0382.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TQSBTTgj3zI/AAAAAAAAAfo/qHC8O45YLrQ/s320/100_0382.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kiwi arrives at the White’s home and shows Mr White the pink boot polish he has made especially for their boot house. Mr White is impressed and buys the nugget and some transparent sunscreen lotion.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mr White invites Mr Kiwi inside and asks him to stay and have a sing along with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TQSEtUYo5qI/AAAAAAAAAfs/kwhDhoDA-0E/s1600/100_0383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TQSEtUYo5qI/AAAAAAAAAfs/kwhDhoDA-0E/s320/100_0383.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kiwi leaves felling happy and walks to Mr and Mrs Grayson home where the Chocolate family are staying. Mr and Mrs Grayson and Mr and Mrs Chocolate are home (the children are at school). Mr Kiwi apologizes to Mr and Mrs Chocolate for selling nugget for shoes and telling them that it is good for protecting ear tips from the sun. He adds that he now has his own formula for ear protection in transparent, brown, black and grey… I can make other colours if requested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TQbduGNeKvI/AAAAAAAAAfw/x6ieLNCXHzo/s1600/100_0384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TQbduGNeKvI/AAAAAAAAAfw/x6ieLNCXHzo/s320/100_0384.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Am I&amp;nbsp;glad to see you,”&amp;nbsp;replied Mrs Chocolate. “Mr Chocolate covered the baby with nugget when he went back to collect her to bring her to K. C. Bunnyborough and I can’t wash it off!” “Don’t worry about that any longer," replied Mr Kiwi,&amp;nbsp;"I have my own cleaning formula&amp;nbsp; which will remove any type of nugget.” .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TQbhu7HkBLI/AAAAAAAAAf0/d8TznyQd-XQ/s1600/100_0385.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TQbhu7HkBLI/AAAAAAAAAf0/d8TznyQd-XQ/s320/100_0385.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kiwi applied his cleaner with a cloth to baby Nugget's body&amp;nbsp;and the nugget dissolved. “Oh, she looks so lovely,"&amp;nbsp;smiled Mrs Chocolate, " I want my family to continue to have brown ear tips. It is so easy to find my children when I go to pick them up from school.&amp;nbsp; I will buy your&amp;nbsp; brown sun protection&amp;nbsp;lotion for for our ear tips."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mr Kiwi walks home very happy from making some sales.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-8645605400854185642?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/8645605400854185642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/12/mr-kiwi-salesman-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/8645605400854185642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/8645605400854185642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/12/mr-kiwi-salesman-part-2.html' title='Mr Kiwi the Salesman - part 2'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TQR3QX39yQI/AAAAAAAAAfc/hgSTgOtvgFQ/s72-c/100_0378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-5925832020195932461</id><published>2010-11-02T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T00:34:47.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate Rabbit Family'/><title type='text'>The Chocolate Family Arrive at K. C. Bunnyborough</title><content type='html'>The Chocolate Family Arrive at K. C. Bunnyborough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVUkmvafvI/AAAAAAAAAdk/JeJW5cah6oM/s1600/100_0347.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVUkmvafvI/AAAAAAAAAdk/JeJW5cah6oM/s320/100_0347.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The white rabbit family have arrived at K. C. Bunnyborough and hop to Mr and Mrs Grayson’s house and knock on the door. Mr and Mrs Grayson open the door to welcome them in, but the word has got around and a lot of the other rabbits have arrived to welcome them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVW6Eq564I/AAAAAAAAAdo/VB6by15FM5E/s1600/100_0348.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVW6Eq564I/AAAAAAAAAdo/VB6by15FM5E/s320/100_0348.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s happened to your ear tips?” asks Mrs Grayson. The other rabbits all murmur amongst themselves and point to the white rabbits ear tips. The mother, Teri, answers, “We met Mr Kiwi who was selling nugget. He said to rub the brown nugget on our ear tips to stop them from getting sun burnt.” “Oh really!” exclaimed Mrs Grayson, now was not the time to tell Teri that nugget is for shoes and boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TOM-8FM2l3I/AAAAAAAAAes/lohi0x6iRyU/s1600/100_0358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TOM-8FM2l3I/AAAAAAAAAes/lohi0x6iRyU/s320/100_0358.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, after a good sleep and shower the white rabbits notice that the brown nugget has not washed off their ear tips. The family look in the mirror and say they like the brown ear tips because it looks like their ears have a chocolate coating on them. The family will be known as the chocolate family which is appropriate because the father, Fraiser, makes chocolate to sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TM-EaV-XI9I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/OWdOANiWHjI/s1600/100_0352.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TM-EaV-XI9I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/OWdOANiWHjI/s320/100_0352.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The family sit down to have breakfast with the Grayson Family and Teri tells them what has happened. “We lived in a hutch as pet rabbits in Christchurch but when the first earthquake happened (4.9.10) the door of the cage opened and we escaped. We hopped constantly for three day and nights until we came to Picton. We rested in an unused burrow and I had a baby which we had to leave there because we could not swim across Cook Strait and hold the baby. Frasier swam across holding Coco and I swam across holding Freya.” Teri starts crying and Frasier announces that he is leaving this morning to go back to get the baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TM-HFV0ygEI/AAAAAAAAAeU/XW9GZtyKchU/s1600/100_0353.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TM-HFV0ygEI/AAAAAAAAAeU/XW9GZtyKchU/s320/100_0353.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa and Grandmother Cottontail arrived just as Teri started her story. Grandpa Cottontail offers Frasier his car to drive back and Mr Grayson goes to a friends house to borrow&amp;nbsp;a boat for Frasier to row across Cook Straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TM-K_GIHsYI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ML_cNOvldgI/s1600/100_0354.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TM-K_GIHsYI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ML_cNOvldgI/s320/100_0354.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fraiser leaves as soon as the boat arrives and drives to Wellington. He arrives at twilight, parks the car in a secluded place and rows across Cook Strait in the dark. He hops to the burrow and finds baby rabbit asleep so curls up beside her and sleeps until morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TM-OW3ITPZI/AAAAAAAAAec/sscbvbLxKn8/s1600/100_0355.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TM-OW3ITPZI/AAAAAAAAAec/sscbvbLxKn8/s320/100_0355.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It is a bright sunny morning so he rubs nugget all over baby rabbit and puts her in the boat and rows back to the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TM-Q3kJWAeI/AAAAAAAAAeg/2l3NrGQ7Edo/s1600/100_0356.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TM-Q3kJWAeI/AAAAAAAAAeg/2l3NrGQ7Edo/s320/100_0356.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near&amp;nbsp;the car Fraiser sees a rabbit asleep by a tree. He pats the rabbit, who wakes with a fright.&amp;nbsp; She says, “I saw you arrive last night . I had just swum across Cook Strait when you lowered &amp;nbsp;the boat into the water and rowed across. I have been waiting for you to return. My burrow is blocked from the Christchurch earthquake so I am going to K. C. Bunnyborough to live.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TM_SwjjCxlI/AAAAAAAAAek/wd3nWjvMXsw/s1600/100_0357.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TM_SwjjCxlI/AAAAAAAAAek/wd3nWjvMXsw/s320/100_0357.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hop into the car and I will drive you there." said Frasier. &amp;nbsp;So Clematis sat in the car and held the brown slippery baby while Frasier drove back to K. C. Bunnyborough.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The baby’s name is Nugget!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-5925832020195932461?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/5925832020195932461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/11/chocolate-family-arrive-at-k-c.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/5925832020195932461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/5925832020195932461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/11/chocolate-family-arrive-at-k-c.html' title='The Chocolate Family Arrive at K. C. Bunnyborough'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVUkmvafvI/AAAAAAAAAdk/JeJW5cah6oM/s72-c/100_0347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-3932956263177298908</id><published>2010-10-07T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T00:29:45.510-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiwi'/><title type='text'>Mr Kiwi the Salesman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TKmsmZqA1cI/AAAAAAAAAdE/NYOzkgsTHIw/s1600/100_0331.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TKmsmZqA1cI/AAAAAAAAAdE/NYOzkgsTHIw/s320/100_0331.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kiwi sells nugget for cleaning shoes and boots. Today he is going to K. C. Bunnyborough to try and sell some of his nuggets. He has heard about the new school opening in K. C. Bunnyborough and thinks the young rabbits shoes and boots will be getting dirty hopping to and fro to the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TKmvacK7gmI/AAAAAAAAAdI/IjAb03ULSKI/s1600/100_0332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TKmvacK7gmI/AAAAAAAAAdI/IjAb03ULSKI/s320/100_0332.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He packs some of his nugget tins on the&amp;nbsp;cart and starts walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TKm11s-YGsI/AAAAAAAAAdM/juYzwCapy74/s1600/100_0338.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TKm11s-YGsI/AAAAAAAAAdM/juYzwCapy74/s320/100_0338.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He arrives K. C. Bunnyborough School and sees Mr Know teaching the young rabbits. He greets Mr Know and Mr Know sees his nugget tins and says, “None of the rabbits that come to school have shoes.” Mr Kiwi looks disappointed he thought that the parents of the rabbits would have brought them shoes or boots to wear to hop to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TK6TLShqTLI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/nqAIXywg_cc/s1600/100_0341.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TK6TLShqTLI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/nqAIXywg_cc/s320/100_0341.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leaves and decides to go and visit Mr and Mrs Grayson who he knows well. On the way he sees the pink boot home and thinks I haven’t met the family that lives there so goes over and knocks on the door. Mrs White opens the door and Mr Kiwi sees that she hasn’t shoes on either! Quick thinking Mr Kiwi says, “Can I sell you some good waterproof nugget for your boot home?” Mrs White replies, “Have you got any pink nugget?” “No, but I have transparent nugget which I can recommend.” Mr Kiwi replies smiling.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Mr White is out and I would have to consult him before I make a purchase. Can you return next week?” “I can,” answers Mr Kiwi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TK6cz9n06WI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Cs8ZkqS5r3k/s1600/100_0342.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TK6cz9n06WI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Cs8ZkqS5r3k/s320/100_0342.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kiwi next visits Grandpa and Grandmother Cottontail who are having a cup of tea outside their caravan. “Would you like to buy some black nugget to rub on your caravan wheels to keep them clean and supple?” asks Mr Kiwi hopefully. “Sorry, not today.” replies&amp;nbsp;Grandpa Cottontail.&amp;nbsp;Grandmother Cottontail invites him to join them for&amp;nbsp; a cup of tea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TK6jc_BkarI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Ffmk_9gg5mM/s1600/100_0343.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TK6jc_BkarI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Ffmk_9gg5mM/s320/100_0343.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leaves feeling refreshed after a cup of tea but disappointed because he hasn’t made any sales today. He starts walking home with his head down and nearly misses seeing the approaching white rabbit family hopping towards him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TK6gSRQ6wDI/AAAAAAAAAdY/2cgtbRNZeVw/s1600/100_0344.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TK6gSRQ6wDI/AAAAAAAAAdY/2cgtbRNZeVw/s320/100_0344.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The Father rabbit tells Mr Kiwi that he and his family are going to K. C. Bunnyborough to live and that they have been hopping for two days to get there. Mr Kiwi can see that they are hot and tired. Quick thinking Mr Kiwi asks the Father if he has heard about the ozone layer over K. C. Bunnyborough. You need to protect your ears against the sun. The tips of your ears can get blisters from the sun and take a long time to heal. I can sell you this brown nugget which you put on your ear tips to protect them. He offers to rub the brown nugget on his wife’s ear tips. She is delighted to have her ear tips protected from the sun and insists to her husband that they must buy a tin of nugget for the sake of the children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TK6mcj4lZ5I/AAAAAAAAAdg/iW0gLkZkmuU/s1600/100_0345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TK6mcj4lZ5I/AAAAAAAAAdg/iW0gLkZkmuU/s320/100_0345.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father&amp;nbsp;rabbit&amp;nbsp; buys a tin of brown nugget and&amp;nbsp;mother rabbit rubs it on his and the children’s ear tips and they continue to hop towards K. C. Bunnyborough.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mr Kiwi smiles with satisfaction that he has made a sale and continues to walks home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-3932956263177298908?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/3932956263177298908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/10/mr-kiwi-salesman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/3932956263177298908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/3932956263177298908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/10/mr-kiwi-salesman.html' title='Mr Kiwi the Salesman'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TKmsmZqA1cI/AAAAAAAAAdE/NYOzkgsTHIw/s72-c/100_0331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-8065899987295033812</id><published>2010-09-22T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T00:37:31.569-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sport'/><title type='text'>All Blacks 1995 Rugby Team  Visit</title><content type='html'>Mr Know has put the photo on the wall of the All Blacks 1995 Rugby team. The rabbits remember when the team came to K. C. Bunnyborough for a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TJlJLW15jhI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ZB1JUQa4eNs/s1600/100_0318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TJlJLW15jhI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ZB1JUQa4eNs/s320/100_0318.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team showed off their skills and also had a fun game of rugby with the residents of K. C. Bunnyborough at that time. There was only three team members who couldn’t make it on that day. They were No’s 1, 5 and 12. (I am still looking to buy them to complete the team.) &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TJlLoWkholI/AAAAAAAAAck/AYNGbfLP6kY/s1600/100_0319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TJlLoWkholI/AAAAAAAAAck/AYNGbfLP6kY/s320/100_0319.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Terry Tan had just arrived to live at K. C. Bunnyborough at the time so felt obligated to join in the fun game especially when he noticed some of the females were keen to play.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TJqQ6xvYJWI/AAAAAAAAAcs/D4FVDWJ2qds/s1600/100_0327.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TJqQ6xvYJWI/AAAAAAAAAcs/D4FVDWJ2qds/s320/100_0327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was tackled during the game and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;had his fingers stood on which upset him greatly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;because he was going to play his ukelele to them all&amp;nbsp; after the game.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TJqTKrHfD8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/QlNfXsfttEg/s1600/100_0328.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TJqTKrHfD8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/QlNfXsfttEg/s320/100_0328.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When the fun game was over they had hot drinks and fresh fruit available... but no sing along with Terry Tan and his ukelele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-8065899987295033812?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/8065899987295033812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-blacks-1995-rugby-team-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/8065899987295033812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/8065899987295033812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-blacks-1995-rugby-team-visit.html' title='All Blacks 1995 Rugby Team  Visit'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TJlJLW15jhI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ZB1JUQa4eNs/s72-c/100_0318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-8826159513215952754</id><published>2010-09-01T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T19:43:07.749-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>K. C. Bunnyborough School</title><content type='html'>The green butterfly has flown back to K. C. Bunnyborough after spending the New&amp;nbsp; Zealand&amp;nbsp;winter months back in England, where she use to live. While in England she saw the side of a Sylvanian School building on a pile of rubbish. She looked again and flew down onto the side of&amp;nbsp;a Sylvanian School building&amp;nbsp;and thought, the rabbits at K. C. Bunnyborough could do with a school building. She asked a spider to make a web over the side of the school building so she could pick it up with her feet and fly back to New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/THH6N1e9ObI/AAAAAAAAAbU/6ejQraeK8Zc/s1600/100_0305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/THH6N1e9ObI/AAAAAAAAAbU/6ejQraeK8Zc/s320/100_0305.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is resting on the Azalea bush back at K. C. Bunnyborough, after lowering the side of the school on the ground, when she&amp;nbsp;hears Mr Know and Mr Grayson talking. She excitedly flutters&amp;nbsp;over to them and tells them she has brought one side of&amp;nbsp;a school building back with her for them to use to build a school in K. C. Bunnyborough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/THsPeYnMnvI/AAAAAAAAAbc/QVURyLpxwEU/s1600/100_0308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/THsPeYnMnvI/AAAAAAAAAbc/QVURyLpxwEU/s320/100_0308.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Know and Mr Grayson are very impressed with the green butterfly’s effort to bring the side of a school back to New Zealand.&amp;nbsp;They arrange a meeting with the male rabbits&amp;nbsp; to come to the Hollows at 4 pm and to bring a chair with them  so they can discuss the building of a school. Grandmother Cottontail gives Grandfather Cottontail a casserole dish full of her vegetable soup to take with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/THsR_v6PXYI/AAAAAAAAAbk/XYJr8UmOQ7w/s1600/100_0310.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/THsR_v6PXYI/AAAAAAAAAbk/XYJr8UmOQ7w/s320/100_0310.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The male rabbits at&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;meeting have decided to start building the school tomorrow morning!&amp;nbsp; Hopefully with all their help they will be finished by the evening. Mr Know volunteers to drive all the female rabbits,  babies and&amp;nbsp;young rabbits&amp;nbsp;to Kowhai Corner Hall for the day so the noise won‘t upset the babies and the&amp;nbsp;young rabbits&amp;nbsp;won't get in the way while they&amp;nbsp;are building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/THsVgNr3h2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/r0nYvApcnX4/s1600/100_0312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/THsVgNr3h2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/r0nYvApcnX4/s320/100_0312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning the female rabbits,babies and young rabbits are ready for the truck ride to Kowhai Corner Hall.   Mr Know didn't expect to be transporting  prams and highchairs as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/THsXpeGHcMI/AAAAAAAAAb0/gxldrgq2D_Y/s1600/100_0313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/THsXpeGHcMI/AAAAAAAAAb0/gxldrgq2D_Y/s320/100_0313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The female rabbits are enjoying their day together at the hall catching up on the news and decide that they will start a pre school group and meet once a week in the new school building if possible.   They wonder how big  the school building will be.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Know arrives to collect them just as the sun starts setting.  He&amp;nbsp;takes them to the&amp;nbsp;school building&amp;nbsp;so they can &amp;nbsp;have a look before they are all taken back to their own homes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TH8L5LMY9JI/AAAAAAAAAb8/eFt_YX7N8g8/s1600/100_0314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TH8L5LMY9JI/AAAAAAAAAb8/eFt_YX7N8g8/s320/100_0314.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The female rabbits whisper to each other that the school is too small!  If they had seen the school plan they would have change it to make it twice as big! The announcement is made that school will start tomorrow and all ages are welcome. Mr Know will be the temporary school teacher .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TH8OIV-ga9I/AAAAAAAAAcE/eeWAXM45zvQ/s1600/100_0315.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TH8OIV-ga9I/AAAAAAAAAcE/eeWAXM45zvQ/s320/100_0315.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The next morning eleven&amp;nbsp; rabbits arrive on time to start their school day. Mr Know tells the rabbits that a special visitor is coming after lunch to give a talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TH8QQP4fVUI/AAAAAAAAAcM/7hndLopVK6o/s1600/100_0316.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TH8QQP4fVUI/AAAAAAAAAcM/7hndLopVK6o/s320/100_0316.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch the special visitor arrives and it is Miffy!   Miffy tells them about her adventures she has in her books and&amp;nbsp;encourages them&amp;nbsp;to enjoy their&amp;nbsp;learning at school. One of them may write a book in the future and she will want to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-8826159513215952754?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/8826159513215952754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/09/k-c-bunnyborough-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/8826159513215952754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/8826159513215952754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/09/k-c-bunnyborough-school.html' title='K. C. Bunnyborough School'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/THH6N1e9ObI/AAAAAAAAAbU/6ejQraeK8Zc/s72-c/100_0305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-7475903009757033715</id><published>2010-08-07T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T00:55:01.507-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems or Quotes'/><title type='text'>There was a Rabbit Family ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TF4xmpKoOUI/AAAAAAAAAaU/AASv2RIuAE8/s1600/100_0294.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TF4xmpKoOUI/AAAAAAAAAaU/AASv2RIuAE8/s320/100_0294.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;There was a rabbit family that lived in a blue boot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;When the washing was finished they gave a loud hoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-7475903009757033715?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/7475903009757033715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/08/there-was-rabbit-family.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/7475903009757033715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/7475903009757033715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/08/there-was-rabbit-family.html' title='There was a Rabbit Family ...'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TF4xmpKoOUI/AAAAAAAAAaU/AASv2RIuAE8/s72-c/100_0294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-6755719257667066878</id><published>2010-06-26T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T03:27:43.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guinea Pig'/><title type='text'>A Picnic at Tree Hut Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCasqW9ZhFI/AAAAAAAAAZE/6jEMW0to-uc/s1600/100_0262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCasqW9ZhFI/AAAAAAAAAZE/6jEMW0to-uc/s320/100_0262.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Grandpa and Grandma Cottontail&amp;nbsp;have offered&amp;nbsp;to take five of the Grayson children to Tree Hut Park for a picnic. They all get into the car and Grandpa Cottontail drives to Tree Hut Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCauwLvCyDI/AAAAAAAAAZM/6AZ5iwuduOc/s1600/100_0269.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCauwLvCyDI/AAAAAAAAAZM/6AZ5iwuduOc/s320/100_0269.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;When they arrive at Tree Hut Park and see the Lemon family there. The&amp;nbsp;twins are on the tree hut and&amp;nbsp; they wave and shout&amp;nbsp;out to the Grayson children&amp;nbsp; to join them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCawkfbHlxI/AAAAAAAAAZU/5UPROakSJbw/s1600/100_0263.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCawkfbHlxI/AAAAAAAAAZU/5UPROakSJbw/s320/100_0263.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;The Grayson children get of the car and run towards the&amp;nbsp;see saw as they want to have a see saw&amp;nbsp; first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCay2A89pwI/AAAAAAAAAZc/KvgbZvz9fPc/s1600/100_0264.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCay2A89pwI/AAAAAAAAAZc/KvgbZvz9fPc/s320/100_0264.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;The Lemon twins, Larry and Len practice their balancing. Larry is on the play bridge and Len is walking on the tight rope. Grandma Cottontail hops over to Mrs Lemon and invites her and her family to join them in&amp;nbsp;a picnic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCa1DxsK7KI/AAAAAAAAAZk/aRi1CxrGmcw/s1600/100_0267.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCa1DxsK7KI/AAAAAAAAAZk/aRi1CxrGmcw/s320/100_0267.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;The children have&amp;nbsp;hopped over to the branch arch which use to have a tyre swing hanging from it.&amp;nbsp; Only the chain now remains hanging down but the rabbits can jump up and grab the chain with both hands and swing then jump off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCa3KVL_-BI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Qbd0Fne4IAo/s1600/100_0268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCa3KVL_-BI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Qbd0Fne4IAo/s320/100_0268.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Grandma Cottontail spreads the table cloth on the ground and puts the basket of donuts and cream horns on the table cloth. The children eat them all and&amp;nbsp; have an orange drink. The children ask if they can go and play on the pile of pruned branches. “Yes you can,” says Grandpa Cottontail and Mrs Lemon nods her head in agreement. Grandma Cottontail pours&amp;nbsp;Grandpa Cottontail and Mrs Lemon&amp;nbsp;a cup of tea and&amp;nbsp; they are having a good chat when they hear a high pitched sound. “What’s that noise?” says Grandpa Cottontail and he&amp;nbsp; turns around to look at the children playing on the pile of pruned branches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCa6q9q4exI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/om_DYftHwVg/s1600/100_0270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCa6q9q4exI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/om_DYftHwVg/s320/100_0270.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Larry yells to the adults&amp;nbsp;that the noise has come from under the pile of twigs. Greg Grayson jumps off the branch and bends down and sees a baby guinea pig face.&amp;nbsp; He reaches down and picks&amp;nbsp;the baby guinea pig&amp;nbsp;up.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The guinea pig feels cold.&amp;nbsp; He hops back to Grandma Cottontail and passes the baby guinea pig to her. Grandma Cottontail rubs the baby guinea to warm him up. She asks him where is his mother but the baby guinea pig is too young to talk and has gone limp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCa8vZuDipI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/DULbb5VtG0U/s1600/100_0271.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCa8vZuDipI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/DULbb5VtG0U/s320/100_0271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;“Quick into the car everyone,” says Grandpa Cottontail. “We must get this baby guinea home and put him into a warm bed."&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The Lemon family all wave and say goodbye as the car leaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-6755719257667066878?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/6755719257667066878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-at-tree-hut-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/6755719257667066878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/6755719257667066878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-at-tree-hut-park.html' title='A Picnic at Tree Hut Park'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCasqW9ZhFI/AAAAAAAAAZE/6jEMW0to-uc/s72-c/100_0262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-2903062246496450214</id><published>2010-06-22T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T22:01:50.653-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>K. C. Bunnyborough Photo Album 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCA67TcNy-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/PNeI3fDFnyg/s1600/100_0067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCA67TcNy-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/PNeI3fDFnyg/s320/100_0067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Kowhai Tree in flower (yellow flowers) taken  in Spring 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCGHEWOerjI/AAAAAAAAAY0/b9821YOV-Z4/s1600/100_0265.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCGHEWOerjI/AAAAAAAAAY0/b9821YOV-Z4/s320/100_0265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Sylvanian rabbits looking at the first page of a book called Bunnyborough printed in 1946.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCGJirFxgjI/AAAAAAAAAY8/clyfj0YQUwQ/s1600/100_0266.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCGJirFxgjI/AAAAAAAAAY8/clyfj0YQUwQ/s320/100_0266.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;This is the second&amp;nbsp;page of the Bunnyborough book.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was disappointed with this story because&amp;nbsp; the main character is a dog.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;got the idea&amp;nbsp;to create&amp;nbsp;from this book to create&amp;nbsp;Kowhai Corner Bunnyborough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxUzt3Miuo0/TsiUNaRp6gI/AAAAAAAAAsE/5URfqA5VQVo/s1600/100_0169.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxUzt3Miuo0/TsiUNaRp6gI/AAAAAAAAAsE/5URfqA5VQVo/s320/100_0169.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Mr and Mrs Grayson with some of their family having fun in the snow at Fox Glacier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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C. Bunnyborough Photo Album 2010'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TCA67TcNy-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/PNeI3fDFnyg/s72-c/100_0067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-1166859021187123350</id><published>2010-06-13T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T01:30:36.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Pumpkin Patch Bears</title><content type='html'>Introducing Pumpkin Patch Bears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Oscar was sitting on a shelf opposite a window that overlooked the street. One morning when he was looking out the window watching the cars go by he saw the Postman arrive and put a plastic post bag in the letter box. Oscar could see the bag moving about in the letter box. He watched for fifteen minutes and then he could resist no more so jumped down off the shelf onto the window ledge by the open window. Out the window he went to the letter box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TAd-9smEIaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/flcFEmlPxBs/s1600/100_0255.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TAd-9smEIaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/flcFEmlPxBs/s320/100_0255.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he reached the letter box he could hear grunts and huffs coming from the post bag. “Hello,” Oscar said, “Who’s in there?” “I’m a teddy bear,” was the reply, “Can you let me out of here?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TAeA2aemcCI/AAAAAAAAAYU/jBqTmqbTBz8/s1600/100_0256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TAeA2aemcCI/AAAAAAAAAYU/jBqTmqbTBz8/s320/100_0256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” said Oscar, and he reached for the post bag, which was heavy for him, and rolled it on the ground to a grassy place. He started to undo the sticking tape and a teddy bear head and arms popped out. “Oh, thank you. I don’t think I would have survived much longer in there. My name is Riverton.” Oscar gave him a welcome bear hug when he got out of the post bag. “Welcome to Kowhai Corner come inside to meet three other bears.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TAeCkHIfOUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/MVKdmkpL93Y/s1600/100_0257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TAeCkHIfOUI/AAAAAAAAAYc/MVKdmkpL93Y/s320/100_0257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both climbed back through the window and Oscar introduced Riverton to Tom, May and Patch. May suggested they have a picnic on the floor and have a chat. May went and got a rug and Patch got the McDonalds food. They had a good chat about all sorts of things and then Tom said, “Why haven’t you got any clothes on?” Oscar replied that he didn’t know where their clothes were. “Well let’s have a look in the other bedroom,” answered May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TBSW3V1ft1I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ywyVCaPKArY/s1600/100_0261.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TBSW3V1ft1I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ywyVCaPKArY/s320/100_0261.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went into the other bedroom and saw some striped singlets on top of a set of drawers. They all put one on, including Tom. They didn’t see the knitting pattern there which read Fish’n’Chips pattern for newborn babies in Africa, China and Russia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-1166859021187123350?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/1166859021187123350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/06/introducing-pumpkin-patch-bears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/1166859021187123350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/1166859021187123350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/06/introducing-pumpkin-patch-bears.html' title='Introducing Pumpkin Patch Bears'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TAd-9smEIaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/flcFEmlPxBs/s72-c/100_0255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-3382539149054922268</id><published>2010-02-28T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T01:05:58.516-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visits'/><title type='text'>Mr and Mrs Cottontail visit Mrs McLay's Property</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr and Mrs Cottontail have settled in at K. C. Bunnyborough and are enjoying living in their luxury caravan home.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Every day rabbits visit them and want to have a&amp;nbsp;look through the caravan.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mr and Mrs Cottontail would like to go to a church.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They have been told that there is a church on Mrs Mclay's property and also they may see a kiwi amongst the animals that live freely on the property.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, today they are going to visit Mrs Mclay's property.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SwCuzEGqynI/AAAAAAAAALg/KncBQHx7MUU/s1600/100_0115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SwCuzEGqynI/AAAAAAAAALg/KncBQHx7MUU/s320/100_0115.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They are greeted inside the gate by a grey kangaroo and a brown kangaroo who advise them to leave the car here and walk ahead to the church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SwCwqEpX09I/AAAAAAAAALo/rpKPUzqrs38/s1600/100_0106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SwCwqEpX09I/AAAAAAAAALo/rpKPUzqrs38/s320/100_0106.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They&amp;nbsp;follow the path&amp;nbsp;to the church and go in but there is no one around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SwCylPrantI/AAAAAAAAALw/fZhI_lUnfQY/s1600/100_0105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SwCylPrantI/AAAAAAAAALw/fZhI_lUnfQY/s320/100_0105.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next they&amp;nbsp;come to&amp;nbsp;the Windmill and there is no one there either.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What a quiet place this is.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They continue&amp;nbsp;hopping along the path&amp;nbsp;hoping to see a kiwi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SwC0ziS5t0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/6x3KOl1WJzY/s1600/100_0116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SwC0ziS5t0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/6x3KOl1WJzY/s320/100_0116.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They come across two toads sitting outside&amp;nbsp;the toilet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Good Afternoon," says Mr Cottontail, "Can you tell us the best place to look&amp;nbsp;to see a kiwi?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The biggest toad croaked. "Yes, continue&amp;nbsp;hopping towards the lake.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There is another toilet there and Mrs McLay has set out a cup of tea for you both."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Thankyou." Mr Cottontail replied, smiling.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SwHd4Qz1A9I/AAAAAAAAAMA/Chg0JyXMxLw/s1600/100_0119.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SwHd4Qz1A9I/AAAAAAAAAMA/Chg0JyXMxLw/s320/100_0119.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After&amp;nbsp;hopping some distance they meet two&amp;nbsp; ducks,&amp;nbsp; "Good afternoon ducks, we are looking for a kiwi."&amp;nbsp; said&amp;nbsp; Mr Cottontail.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Quack, Quack," replied the ducks together, "Just go over there quietly and you will see two kiwis."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 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"There's a kiwi."&amp;nbsp;Mrs Cottontail&amp;nbsp;whispers to Mr Cottontail.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Actually, there are two kiwis in this picture.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Can you see the other one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SwJkspvkKbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/paEb-b6WljE/s1600/100_0114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SwJkspvkKbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/paEb-b6WljE/s320/100_0114.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mr and Mrs Cottontail have hopped a long way and continue towards the lake to find the cup of tea set out for them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Ah, here it is," squeals Mrs Cottontail in delight.&amp;nbsp; They sit down&amp;nbsp; to enjoy the cup of tea in peace.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Suddenly, they hear a gurgling noise coming from the lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SwJo4_9ujfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/yRvu3YY375o/s1600/100_0112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SwJo4_9ujfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/yRvu3YY375o/s320/100_0112.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Oh!' Mrs Cottontail gasps, "There's a big fish."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They both put down their cups and hop over to the edge of the lake to see a beautiful shiny fish come up out of the water and&amp;nbsp; dive down again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Oh, what a wonderful day we have had on Mrs McLay's property ... seeing the kiwi and meeting the animals."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mrs Cottontail&amp;nbsp; says as they&amp;nbsp;hop hand in hand back to their car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When Mr and Mrs Cottontail arrived at Mrs Mclay's property there was a kiwi by the kangaroos, &amp;nbsp;that has been following &amp;nbsp;them around and&amp;nbsp;is also in the photo with the toads and the photo with the ducks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-3382539149054922268?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/3382539149054922268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/02/mr-and-mrs-cottontail-visit-mrs-mclays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/3382539149054922268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/3382539149054922268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/02/mr-and-mrs-cottontail-visit-mrs-mclays.html' title='Mr and Mrs Cottontail visit Mrs McLay&apos;s Property'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SwCuzEGqynI/AAAAAAAAALg/KncBQHx7MUU/s72-c/100_0115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-6301907796590952718</id><published>2010-02-28T22:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T01:02:29.505-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introduction'/><title type='text'>Mr and Mrs Cottontail arrive from U.K.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/Su-bgDb_Z-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5SQ1n4oLa2Q/s1600-h/100_0068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/Su-bgDb_Z-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5SQ1n4oLa2Q/s320/100_0068.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr and Mrs Cottontail have just retired and have decided to immigrate to New Zealand to live.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They have flown from the U.K. to New Zealand&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;got&amp;nbsp; a taxi at the airport&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;Kowhai Corner.&amp;nbsp; The taxi driver says he has never been here before and speeds off when they get out of the taxi.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mr Cottontail gets out the map to see where they are and what direction they need to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/Su-eHPlCGMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ToJdesHCi98/s1600-h/100_0069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/Su-eHPlCGMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ToJdesHCi98/s320/100_0069.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mrs Cottontail points and says, "Our car and caravan have arrived and are parked&amp;nbsp;over there."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Right," says Mr Cottontail,&amp;nbsp;"According to the map we just follow the old brick road to Kowhai Corner Hall."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SvC3AUfi7AI/AAAAAAAAAKI/X3gezMGBkBA/s1600-h/100_0095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SvC3AUfi7AI/AAAAAAAAAKI/X3gezMGBkBA/s320/100_0095.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mr Cottontail gets his key out of his shoulder bag and tries it in the car door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Yes!" he exclaims, as he opens the car door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SvC5UGSUcjI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/C8TtBsQieQk/s1600-h/100_0096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SvC5UGSUcjI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/C8TtBsQieQk/s320/100_0096.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Oh, let me check the inside of the caravan." says Mrs Cottontail.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Oh, it's perfect."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; BEEP, BEEP, goes the car horn, "Get in the car, let's go." calls Mr Cottontail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/Svabw0Pe4qI/AAAAAAAAAKg/p7iq0gtoiH0/s1600-h/100_0097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/Svabw0Pe4qI/AAAAAAAAAKg/p7iq0gtoiH0/s320/100_0097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meanwhile...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At Kowhai Corner Hall Mr Know has arrived with a a truck full of rabbits from K.C. Bunny borough.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They have come to welcome Mr and Mrs Cottontail to Kowhai Corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SvaeGDnojnI/AAAAAAAAAKo/AsKpQx6QUTk/s1600-h/100_0098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SvaeGDnojnI/AAAAAAAAAKo/AsKpQx6QUTk/s320/100_0098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr Know lifts up the back of the truck and puts out the ladders&amp;nbsp; for the rabbits to climb down.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; TURN AROUND EVERYONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/Svai4lRM2nI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yAJHQONuOg4/s1600-h/100_0100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/Svai4lRM2nI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yAJHQONuOg4/s320/100_0100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They climb down and hop into the hall to get it ready for the afternoon's entertainment.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "There's the hall and the truck," squeals Mrs Cottontail, as they drive closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SvagRF2prTI/AAAAAAAAAKw/fOvnREyVUyw/s1600-h/100_0099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SvagRF2prTI/AAAAAAAAAKw/fOvnREyVUyw/s320/100_0099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The rabbits in the hall cheer and hop up and down with excitement as Mr and Mrs Cottontail get out of the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SvkxL1TaBrI/AAAAAAAAALA/kl4WgVkYQnA/s1600-h/100_0101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/SvkxL1TaBrI/AAAAAAAAALA/kl4WgVkYQnA/s320/100_0101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr Know greets them and shakes Mr&amp;nbsp;Cottontail's hand&amp;nbsp;as he welcomes them into the hall.&amp;nbsp;He shows them to the chairs and&amp;nbsp; the entertainment begins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/Svkz0BSj_4I/AAAAAAAAALI/pPGZk5Ig1v4/s1600-h/100_0102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/Svkz0BSj_4I/AAAAAAAAALI/pPGZk5Ig1v4/s320/100_0102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr Know introduces Larry Lemon who will play the piano and Fiona Fawn who will play the violin.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The rabbits listen attentively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; 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border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next is Terry Tan who plays the ukelele.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He invites the rabbits to sing along with him and they all dance and clap together. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mr and Mrs Cottontail thank all the rabbits for the the wonderful welcome and are looking forward to living the rest of their life in their caravan at Kowhai Corner Bunnyborough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/Svn6J0hDFII/AAAAAAAAALY/YOPVsFBrx_4/s1600-h/100_0104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/Svn6J0hDFII/AAAAAAAAALY/YOPVsFBrx_4/s320/100_0104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mr Know thanks the rabbits for coming and asks&amp;nbsp;for help to set the trestle up outside for afternoon tea.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mr Know says grace and then they all eat and drink.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Don't eat too much, because the truck may not move with the extra weight!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mr Know says, grinning.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Everyone leaves the hall happy and content.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-6301907796590952718?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/6301907796590952718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/02/mr-and-mrs-cottontail-arrive-from-uk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/6301907796590952718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/6301907796590952718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/02/mr-and-mrs-cottontail-arrive-from-uk.html' title='Mr and Mrs Cottontail arrive from U.K.'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/Su-bgDb_Z-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5SQ1n4oLa2Q/s72-c/100_0068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-3393445856947329161</id><published>2010-02-27T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T03:04:12.898-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homes'/><title type='text'>The Pink Boot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;It was a bright and sunny morning when Mrs Grayson woke up and looked out of the window.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She thought, &lt;em&gt;I must get&amp;nbsp;up now&amp;nbsp;and go and pick blackberries before it gets too hot.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She hopped out of bed, got dressed, picked up her basket and went hopping towards the blackberry vines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4SR_amBRCI/AAAAAAAAAVE/zNxsB8cqquI/s1600-h/100_0190.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4SR_amBRCI/AAAAAAAAAVE/zNxsB8cqquI/s320/100_0190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;She went deeper and deeper amongst the blackberry vines because the other rabbits had picked the blackberries off the closer vines.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As she was picking&amp;nbsp;the last&amp;nbsp;blackberries she required&amp;nbsp;something pink under the leaves caught her eye.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;What can this be?&lt;/em&gt; she thought&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; as she hopped closer to have a look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4SVE06UcLI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jKFY5OhSY4s/s1600-h/100_0191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4SVE06UcLI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jKFY5OhSY4s/s320/100_0191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Oh!&amp;nbsp; It's a boot house lying on its side.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She&amp;nbsp;hopped&amp;nbsp;towards it&amp;nbsp;and looked through the hole in the roof and saw that it was empty.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She picked up her basket and hopped home as fast as she could to tell Mr Grayson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4Sbc9eyl3I/AAAAAAAAAVc/jZxhYzpkRwc/s1600-h/100_0192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4Sbc9eyl3I/AAAAAAAAAVc/jZxhYzpkRwc/s320/100_0192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Mrs Grayson was hot and panting when she&amp;nbsp;arrived home&amp;nbsp;and told&amp;nbsp;Mr Grayson of her discovery.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "&lt;em&gt;Do you thibnk you&amp;nbsp;could find the pink boot again?" &lt;/em&gt;asked Mr Grayson.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "&lt;em&gt;Yes! Yes!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Get a group of males together and we can bring it back to K. C. Bunnyborough."&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; replied the excited Mrs Grayson.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So&amp;nbsp;Mr Grayson&amp;nbsp;got a group of males together who were willing to go and investigate&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the&amp;nbsp;pink boot whereabouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4SeuJ6g-rI/AAAAAAAAAVk/u7pUxlF7tyI/s1600-h/100_0193.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4SeuJ6g-rI/AAAAAAAAAVk/u7pUxlF7tyI/s320/100_0193.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;The male rabbits surround the boot and agree that the pink boot house has been empty for a long time and that&amp;nbsp; they will move it to K. C. Bunnyborough.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They all count 1,&amp;nbsp;2, 3 and lift the boot onto the cart and hop back to K. C. Bunnyborough.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4SiPzRxmPI/AAAAAAAAAVs/IhKulfr5Ezw/s1600-h/100_0194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4SiPzRxmPI/AAAAAAAAAVs/IhKulfr5Ezw/s320/100_0194.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;They arrive at K. C. Bunnyborough and the male rabbits&amp;nbsp;put down a foundation stone at the end of the white road for the boot house&amp;nbsp;to be placed on.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The pink boot is lifted into position ready to be occupied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4mVGzaARQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Gx2I2ozFcLE/s1600-h/100_0195.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4mVGzaARQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Gx2I2ozFcLE/s320/100_0195.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;"Wow!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp; boot house looks great.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Who will live in it?" asks Richard Grayson,( Mrs Grayson's eldest son)&amp;nbsp;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;" Mrs Grayson found the boot so it's her choice who she asks to live in it."&amp;nbsp;replies Mr Grayson.&amp;nbsp;Mrs Grayson is going to ask&amp;nbsp;Mr and Mrs White with baby&amp;nbsp;Gwenda&amp;nbsp;who moved to K. C. Bunnyborough&amp;nbsp; in September&amp;nbsp;2009 and are living in a burrow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4mYDggFCRI/AAAAAAAAAV8/lzvF308nOSs/s1600-h/100_0197.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4mYDggFCRI/AAAAAAAAAV8/lzvF308nOSs/s320/100_0197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Mr and Mrs Grayson hop off together in search of Mr and Mrs White.&amp;nbsp; They find them leaving the playground.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mrs Grayson&amp;nbsp;tells them the good news and they all go together to the pink boot to have a look.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mr White says his family would love to&amp;nbsp;have the pink boot&amp;nbsp;for their&amp;nbsp;home.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The male rabbits&amp;nbsp;take the pony and&amp;nbsp;cart to Mr and Mrs White's burrow to collect their &amp;nbsp;furniture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4mc8SUC9NI/AAAAAAAAAWE/lvmlUNIjJ5g/s1600-h/100_0198.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4mc8SUC9NI/AAAAAAAAAWE/lvmlUNIjJ5g/s320/100_0198.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Mrs Grayson&amp;nbsp;goes home and cooks&amp;nbsp;three large blackberry pies while Mr and Mrs White's furniture&amp;nbsp;is collected and transported to the pink boot.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mrs Grayson&amp;nbsp;arrives back&amp;nbsp;at the pink boot&amp;nbsp;when all the furniture&amp;nbsp;has been&amp;nbsp;unloaded .&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; All the rabbits squeal in delight when they see the pies.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mr and Mrs White invite the rabbit helpers to stay and eat the pies with them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They&amp;nbsp;do and eat every crumb!&amp;nbsp; Mr White starts playing the piano and they&amp;nbsp;all sing&amp;nbsp;together late into the night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It has been a long day, but&amp;nbsp; a happy&amp;nbsp;day, for all&amp;nbsp;the rabbits involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-3393445856947329161?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/3393445856947329161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/02/pink-boot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/3393445856947329161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/3393445856947329161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/02/pink-boot.html' title='The Pink Boot'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S4SR_amBRCI/AAAAAAAAAVE/zNxsB8cqquI/s72-c/100_0190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-7511297628209597022</id><published>2010-02-11T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:56:19.077-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems or Quotes'/><title type='text'>There was an Old Woman who lived in a Shoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp; liked looking at the picture that&amp;nbsp;accompanied&amp;nbsp; this nursery rhyme in different books.&amp;nbsp; I don't like the last two lines of this nursery rhyme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S3O66efFGuI/AAAAAAAAAT8/khDcVviNGNM/s1600-h/100_0181.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S3O66efFGuI/AAAAAAAAAT8/khDcVviNGNM/s320/100_0181.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;This is the rabbits version of&lt;em&gt;  There was an old lady that lived in a shoe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S3O92XZ9sdI/AAAAAAAAAUE/4rd3YBXBVY8/s1600-h/100_0182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S3O92XZ9sdI/AAAAAAAAAUE/4rd3YBXBVY8/s320/100_0182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;There was a grey rabbit&amp;nbsp;that had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;so many children&amp;nbsp;and she knew what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;She cooked and she cleaned until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;the young rabbits smiled and shone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;and then the day was done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;They lived in a boot and all ate beetroot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-7511297628209597022?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/7511297628209597022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-was-old-woman-who-lived-in-shoe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/7511297628209597022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/7511297628209597022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-was-old-woman-who-lived-in-shoe.html' title='There was an Old Woman who lived in a Shoe'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S3O66efFGuI/AAAAAAAAAT8/khDcVviNGNM/s72-c/100_0181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-1379499516227870541</id><published>2010-02-04T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T01:59:19.206-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visits'/><title type='text'>A Display of  Model Ships</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;A group of rabbits from K. C. Bunnyborough&amp;nbsp;are going to&amp;nbsp;look at a&amp;nbsp;display of model ships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S427uk-FmMI/AAAAAAAAAWM/8BqsK3xwHik/s1600-h/100_0201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S427uk-FmMI/AAAAAAAAAWM/8BqsK3xwHik/s320/100_0201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;They hop into the hall and stop&amp;nbsp;to look at a poster on the wall inside the entrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2Y4IivPDsI/AAAAAAAAASs/uBh6KkvTyFo/s1600-h/100_0155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2Y4IivPDsI/AAAAAAAAASs/uBh6KkvTyFo/s320/100_0155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;This viking ship is made from bronze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2Y6dOt9Z8I/AAAAAAAAAS0/03N8-QVU3u0/s1600-h/100_0157.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2Y6dOt9Z8I/AAAAAAAAAS0/03N8-QVU3u0/s320/100_0157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;The rabbits are impressed and some of them&amp;nbsp;hop on the viking ship to explore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: currentColor;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;This model ship is named Confection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2fwd5OP89I/AAAAAAAAATM/vdXQ31xFCb8/s1600-h/100_0173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2fwd5OP89I/AAAAAAAAATM/vdXQ31xFCb8/s320/100_0173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;The Fijian boat has an outrigger on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2qAWMzrNJI/AAAAAAAAATU/vlzNZnObVKw/s1600-h/100_0177.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2qAWMzrNJI/AAAAAAAAATU/vlzNZnObVKw/s320/100_0177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;The rabbits gaze at&amp;nbsp;the empty Potter and Moore perfume bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2qCcX8ZFaI/AAAAAAAAATc/SKrPwpTq5A4/s1600-h/100_0175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2qCcX8ZFaI/AAAAAAAAATc/SKrPwpTq5A4/s320/100_0175.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;The young rabbits hop on these two Playmobil pirate ships that are waiting to be restored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2qFWzG_YII/AAAAAAAAATk/DPRqgL083NE/s1600-h/100_0176.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2qFWzG_YII/AAAAAAAAATk/DPRqgL083NE/s320/100_0176.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border: currentColor; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;The day ends with the twins having a ride in the swinging play boat.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The rabbits have enjoyed looking at the model ships... some of them have never seen a ship before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-1379499516227870541?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/1379499516227870541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/01/display-of-model-ships.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/1379499516227870541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/1379499516227870541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/01/display-of-model-ships.html' title='A Display of  Model Ships'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S427uk-FmMI/AAAAAAAAAWM/8BqsK3xwHik/s72-c/100_0201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717022048208797778.post-2008923017595863954</id><published>2010-01-31T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T01:14:35.436-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introduction'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Kowhai Corner Bunnyborough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Come and visit K.&amp;nbsp;C.&amp;nbsp;Bunnyborough and meet the rabbits that live there.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;K.C. Bunnyborough is a safe haven for rabbits&amp;nbsp;at the&amp;nbsp;back of Kowhai Tree Farm.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mr Sunshine gave the land to the rabbits, for them&amp;nbsp;to use and establish their community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2Z64jBJSvI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ao0AOdzGuT0/s1600-h/100_0086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2Z64jBJSvI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ao0AOdzGuT0/s320/100_0086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Most of the rabbits are Sylvanian rabbits and &lt;em&gt;look alikes&lt;/em&gt; but there will be other rabbits and animals that will also feature in the stories.&amp;nbsp; Unfortuately, Mrs Lemon, Tansey and Rosemary are missing from this photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VfLP3-F0W58/TwAhWuzTIKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/0VOb0jF9KK4/s1600/100_0087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VfLP3-F0W58/TwAhWuzTIKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/0VOb0jF9KK4/s320/100_0087.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found orginal photo of all rabbits living at K. C. Bunnyborough when I started this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;HOLIDAY HAPPENINGS in January 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2qIZU58gtI/AAAAAAAAATs/RCZLNwJcgjs/s1600-h/100_0179.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2qIZU58gtI/AAAAAAAAATs/RCZLNwJcgjs/s320/100_0179.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;A butterfly has arrived from England with news for Mr and Mrs Cottontail.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mr and Mrs Cottontail knew the green butterfly when they lived in&amp;nbsp;England.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They&amp;nbsp; moved from&amp;nbsp;England last year when they retired, &amp;nbsp;to come and live at Kowhai Corner&amp;nbsp;Bunnyborough in New Zealand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S3O2dYo4zgI/AAAAAAAAAT0/7jz3J2zJBxY/s1600-h/100_0180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S3O2dYo4zgI/AAAAAAAAAT0/7jz3J2zJBxY/s320/100_0180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Another visitor during January 2010 was an echidna from Australia.&amp;nbsp;He met with&amp;nbsp;some of the&amp;nbsp;male rabbits&amp;nbsp;to ask how successful&amp;nbsp; Kowhai Corner&amp;nbsp;Bunnyborough is.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mr Know said that he is the leader at the moment, (dressed in blue), and that they have regular meetings to discuss and solve any problems.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The echidna stayed a week and to observe the&amp;nbsp;daily life of the rabbits.&amp;nbsp;On his last day he&amp;nbsp;presented Mr Know with a boomerang as a token of thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S3s4M0QnbKI/AAAAAAAAAUM/1c-kPNSfw74/s1600-h/100_0183.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S3s4M0QnbKI/AAAAAAAAAUM/1c-kPNSfw74/s320/100_0183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Four of the male rabbits took the pony and trap to a factory and brought back a huge can of Lemon and Paeroa, a natural fizzy drink.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is a holiday treat from the K. C. Bunnyborough committee who will distribute a drink&amp;nbsp; to every rabbit living in K. C. Bunnyborough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3717022048208797778-2008923017595863954?l=kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/feeds/2008923017595863954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-to-kcbunnyborough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/2008923017595863954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3717022048208797778/posts/default/2008923017595863954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kcbunnyborough.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-to-kcbunnyborough.html' title='Welcome to Kowhai Corner Bunnyborough'/><author><name>Kowhai Corner stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00427976482929042933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/TMVaGYYIE7I/AAAAAAAAAds/bbUDEdcc4dE/S220/100_0351.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCyBa3m54tg/S2Z64jBJSvI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ao0AOdzGuT0/s72-c/100_0086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
