The 4th Annual BYC Easter Hatch-a-long

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I have my RIR eggs
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just got a call my silkie eggs are waiting for me at the p.o. Yay!!! It will be a little while before I can grab those though. The p.o. Guy left me a msg... Kelly it's me again your other package is here waiting lol!!
happiness is....................... a personal relationship with the postal workers
 
my bunny gave birth last night and all the babies are dead!! I didnt even know she was bred. I also didnt know her roommate was a male.
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they just got put together in a big open spacious awesome place a month ago where they can dig in the dirt and have fresh air and stuff.
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oh no! did they kill them?
 
my bunny gave birth last night and all the babies are dead!! I didnt even know she was bred. I also didnt know her roommate was a male.
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they just got put together in a big open spacious awesome place a month ago where they can dig in the dirt and have fresh air and stuff.
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Oh no, more bad news! That's horrible! I'm sure it won't be long, you can try them again! Sounds like they have a great environment! Very conducive to breeding.
 
Quote: I think they froze to death. she didnt dig a hole for them or bury them in fur or nothing. They were just all over the place so I dont think she cared for them. It was her first time, so I dont think she knew what she was doing. I am going to try again because I want some holland lop babies.
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This is way I love BYCers!!!!!

Writting a novel tonight. Made me think of the first time I had something stolen.


When I was 15 I bought a 63 Impala and my best friend and my cousin and I worked on it. I was going to take my driver's test in it when it was all done. It had sat in a garage of a lady who's husband had died and she never drove it, so she sold it to me for a 100 bucks. I reupholstered the whole inside (I had lots of lowriders starting with that one) and we detailed it, I put new rims and tires on it. I spent every cent I didn't spend on my clothes on that car. I had 6 more months to be able to drive it. Did the oil, tuned it, the works. It was a sharp car! I just couldn't wait to drive it. I could start it up, but that was it. It was like having a big radio for us girls.

I lived in East Oakland and went to school in North Oakland. When I would get off my 3rd bus home everyday, there was a family that lived in a duplex at the corner and they had teenaged sons and there was an uncle in his 20's. The teenagers were always really nice and always polite. The uncle would whisle and howl and act like an animal. Couldn't stand him and never talked to him. So one friday I was walking passed and he yells "HEY! You wanna go to a club with me this weekend." I turned around and said "No thanks, besides I can't get in. So he asked why not and I told him I was 15, so I got this shocked "15??? I thought you were like 21. You're not coming from work?" OK I had a big crush on his nephew who knew I was 15, so don't know where he got that. So later I made my nightly walk to the corner store for my mom and he says "You're to young to be out at night alone." uck Like he was concerned about the little girl down the street.

So Saturday night comes and it was after midnight and my mom comes busting into my room. We had 2 25 ft lines on our phone, so she's talking on the phone and tells us, "Someone is stealing your car!" Police are on the phone and she blocks us, so 3 girls don't go out to stop a car thief. We all finally run to the front window and my car is gone! We lived on a steep hill and they just rolled it down hill. The police showed up and were all over. My car was parked a block away from the bottom of the hill and they didn't find the thief, but my mom had seen him. The uncle wore his belt backwards and rarily wore a shirt. So we let them know who it was and there was nothing they could do. I was so mad, because there was no way I could get my car home.

Monday, I get off the bus and I hear the uncle's voice behind me. "So someone stole your car huh? Did you find it?" I usually never looked at him, but I turned around just to see what his expression would be. I started to laugh and he got this "what's wrong with you?" look. I said "Yes, we found it. Had to be the dumbest car thief in the world!" Still laughing and he was looking a little peeved and so he asks real sharp "YEAH? Why is that??" I said "cause a good one would have made sure there was a battery." He looked almost sick and his friends that were there were cracking up. One says "YEP! Real stupid!" and they all cracked up, except Mr. No Shirt. Then I said "And they broke the window to get in and it wasn't locked." His friend were literally rolling on the porch. He got mad and walked into the house. Yep it was him.

Two days before it was stolen my mom's battery had died in her station wagon and she had to get to work, so I took her's out and put my battery in her car. I ended up selling the car, because I didn't have the money to tow it back and the hill was to steep to push it. I ended up with a 57 Bel Aire as my first car instead.

Oh, WOlf, you do need to write your auto biography!! I would read EVERY word of it!!!!
 
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