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Thursday, 26 February 2009

Triops

Today I was at VilVite senteret in Bergen for a lecture in biochemestry (MOL100) and evolution and ecology (BIO110), and as I was there my attention was drawn against their little souvenir shop with lot of different science products for children. And before I got to think I stood there with a box with Tripos sp. eggs.

After what I have fund out after loots of reading about care for these little creatures it seems like have got my hands on the species Triops longicaudatus. But I wouldn't know for sure before they hatch.

So when I came home this evening I filled a box with water and added half of the box with eggs, and after what I have read I just have to wait in 24-48 hours before I will see them swimming around.

You can read more about how to care for these creatures here: http://mytriops.com/

Wednesday, 18 February 2009

I love hay <3

I really love hay!
Every time mum are placing some more in my cage I run towards her to get the best bits from the haybox, and she actualy tends to give me to longest and the thickest strays chew on.

Just look:


And did you humans out there know that hay is the most important part of our bunny diet. We like it because it's high in fibre, which keeps the digestive tract moving, helping to prevent blockages and stasis. Acctulay 85-90% of what we are eating should consist of hay.

Thursday, 12 February 2009

Snow

Today I was out in the snow for the first time, and it was TERRIBLE! And REALLY scary!

And were was all the tasty green grass gone?

I will newer lay a paw on that terrible frozen water again! It's unnatural! Water is a liquid not a solid!

After we came inside again I hid myself under the bed, and I haven't come out yet (except from one time when mum offered me some hay).

Wednesday, 11 February 2009

Workingbun

I'm a working bunny. And as everyone else I like to work with interesting things. One of my jobs is to tear apart paperthingies that lies on the floor, or like I like to say it: consuming literature and important paperwork. Mum actually calls me her little shredder, I don't know what that means but I think it's related to my paperwork.

One thing I don't understand thought is that mum gets angry when I find her so-called books on the table and start to chew on them. Why get angry? Stupid mummy: You have to let me do my work without interference as it's kills my inspiration...

And as a tip to everybun out there in the big world: This kind of paperwork is really funny! So go and steal you mummies' and daddies' books, magazines, bills or other paperthingies right away!

Comment from mum: Aristoteles got this magazine to chew on to keep him away from chewing on my books (which are hidden in a place he can't reach). And don't be afraid, it's not dangerous for him to chew on since it has no metal staples and since toxic printing ink are banned here in Norway.