tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725978554454168602024-02-20T21:49:39.753-08:00Clovie BoyArtist's Muse and Artist's MusingsClovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.comBlogger179125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-4187771519742827742016-01-31T11:52:00.000-08:002016-01-31T11:52:32.261-08:00Good-Bye, Clovie Boy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />My little muse is gone. It saddens me greatly. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It pains me to walk by his empty room. I miss touching his soft fur, kissing the top of his head. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As I thought back on the nine years he was with me I realized how much he affected my life. He brought me so much joy, inspired my creativity, connected me to a worldwide community of bunny lovers and artists. Isn't it remarkable that a small, quiet, gentle animal could do so much for a human? I will always be grateful for what he did for me.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">At his passing, a friend wrote, "Love lives on". This brings me comfort knowing that even though he is gone, my love for him is forever.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Good-bye, Clovie. Miss you. See you on the other side.</span></div>
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Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-44556629848344815402015-04-05T00:00:00.000-07:002015-04-05T00:00:05.818-07:00Happy Easter!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-6101431145272523102015-03-15T11:28:00.000-07:002015-03-15T11:28:36.586-07:00Hide and Treat<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">On the weekends I give Clovis free run of the house and when I go upstairs to take my shower, he is nowhere to be found. I have discovered his hiding place. You know how sometimes the covers of your bed slip down the end of the bed and onto the floor? Cozy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This hiding spot is purely tactical. When I am dressed and ready to head downstairs he runs out, circling crazily under foot, reminding me that he should have a treat, just like every week day as I leave for work.</span></div>
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<br />Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-48986646388462439362014-05-26T21:25:00.001-07:002014-05-26T21:25:04.328-07:00Moving Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We are getting our house ready to sell. That means we needed to make Clovie's room look like the office that it is. So this weekend we moved him upstairs to my art room. It's a cozy room at the top of the stairs with a bay window and he settled right in. The challenge will be keeping him cool in the summer since this room gets the afternoon sun. Sometimes a fan in the window just isn't enough. He may get the portable air conditioner.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">With any luck the house will sell quickly and we can move him back to the office, which stays pretty cool all summer.</span><br />
<br />Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-86195886279363721452014-04-20T09:41:00.003-07:002014-04-20T09:41:40.161-07:00Happy Easter!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<br />Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-55853564114795477162014-04-12T20:31:00.000-07:002014-04-12T20:31:27.450-07:00Mug Shots<br />
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<br />Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-73989695234787204832013-12-24T12:06:00.001-08:002013-12-24T12:06:39.556-08:00<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-78227234598026203052013-10-31T11:50:00.000-07:002013-10-31T11:50:17.706-07:00Happy Halloween!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-78603807684945523852013-09-12T16:14:00.000-07:002013-09-12T16:14:26.778-07:00Washington State Fair <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Now say it all together. (One of my Dad's favorites...)</span></div>
Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-7419937225703197632013-09-11T10:36:00.000-07:002013-09-11T10:36:40.955-07:00Changes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Position eliminated due to merger." That's what I write on my job applications. And as I scroll through the job listings on multiple sites each day looking for those with my skill sets I wonder, is now a time for a change? Could I possibly find something more creative? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I can't know what my future is but for now I remain open minded and positive and savor every minute of my job free days. I begin each day sitting with Clovie with my cup of Good Earth Sweet & Spicy tea and the paper, planning my day while he eats his breakfast. Then he'll let me pet him for awhile until I start tugging at those tufts of fur that are begging to be pulled. He turns to me, growls and scampers off and reluctantly, so do I.</span></div>
<br />Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-8112040615236710302013-06-01T19:33:00.001-07:002013-06-01T19:33:41.399-07:00Beach Bunnies<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-25570944694711152542013-05-13T21:28:00.000-07:002013-05-13T21:28:46.846-07:00Bright Eyes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I just want to pick him up and squeeze him. Of course, he won't let me...</span></div>
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<br />Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-1123720809688436352013-03-09T17:18:00.000-08:002013-03-09T17:18:12.002-08:00Pedicure<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Back for another tooth trim and pedicure on this beautiful, sunny Spring like day. And h</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">ow many people does it take to trim Clovie's toenails? Three. </span></div>
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Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-4418801773086042232013-03-02T11:36:00.001-08:002013-03-02T11:36:49.314-08:00Rebuffed<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I CANNOT resist pulling those little tufts of fur that stick out when Clovis is moulting (and it seems he is forever moulting). He really does not like it and runs off when I do. This is the indignant look and stance I get:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The thing is, somewhere in the back of my mind I think I recall Bunnits saying she could spin yarn out of Clovis fur if I saved it and I thought what a nice memento that would be, to wear a scarf or sweater as soft as Clovie, knitted from his fur. (Maybe Bunnits was spinning a yarn...) Anyway, I am filling a sandwich bag with fur I have sneakily collected. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Well, unfortunately he is on to me. If I even reach over to pet him he takes off. When I put his food dish down sometimes he shies away until he is sure I'm not going to touch him. What have I done? I feel terrible! I'm working on trying to reverse that and pet NICELY. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I wonder how much fur you need for a skein of yarn...</span><br />
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Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-83752860848476377672013-02-09T16:10:00.000-08:002013-02-09T16:10:41.517-08:00Day at the Spa<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I did a little blog catching up today and it appears I am not the only one who either has not much to say or is too busy to say it. I view January as my month to hibernate and I am just now beginning to venture out of my winter cave. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">This morning I took Clovis to the vet for his tooth and nail trim. Instead of clipping his toenails, Dr. Heather used a sanding tool. I think it was a Pedi Paws. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">It's got a rotating sander and runs on batteries. Clovie didn't struggle at all except a little when she did his back feet. I think he sort of enjoyed the vibration. For a minute there he looked like he was going to fall asleep. It took longer but it worked great. Dr. Heather referred to his visit as more of a day at the spa. I do not think that is what Clovis was thinking.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Clovie and I wish you peace, love and joy.</span></div>
<br />Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-74588228950915791012012-12-22T11:18:00.000-08:002012-12-22T11:18:22.410-08:00Mango Nectar<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yes, we are still here...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I seem to have developed a sensitivity to coffee (darn it...) so I sip a glass of juice when I sit with Clovie on weekend mornings. The first time I brought in my juice, Clovie's amazingly sensitive olfactory radar instantly picked up the sweet smell of my mango nectar. He was all over me in a second.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">He laps it right up...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I would not classify Clovis as much of a chewer but he has left his little teethmarks on a few chosen items. For example, the rungs of the antique chair he sleeps under, or the filing cabinet that sits in the corner of his room. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">This paperback, "Lucifer's Hammer", he selected from the bookshelf upstairs.</span><br />
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Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-14776565125827087192012-10-27T10:47:00.003-07:002012-10-31T11:13:06.970-07:00Clovie's Halloween Dream<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As is my usual Saturday routine, I sat with Clovis this morning reading my newspaper. Today I brought in a glass of prune juice along with my coffee. Rabbits must have a keen sense of smell because the minute I sat down with the glass of juice, Clovis was all over me, his little nose twitching like crazy, trying to get to the contents of my glass. Anything that smells sweet I guess.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">When I was done with the juice I let him lick the last remaining drops. I am wondering now if prune juice has the same effect on rabbits as humans...</span></div>
<br />Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-8099117249933204982012-10-06T21:23:00.000-07:002012-10-06T21:23:23.515-07:00Hide and Seek<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I like to hide fruit in Clovie's breakfast. I cut it into pieces and spread it around on the plate then bury it with lettuce, carrot greens and parsley. The second I put down his plate he dives in nose first and the greens start flying. Messy! But Clovis always cleans up his mess.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Some days I give him two bunny bite treats, one banana and one carrot, as I am leaving for work. He eats one out of my hand and I throw the other one into the pile of hay at the top of his cardboard condo. I've always wondered how long it takes him to find it. I figured he finds it later in the day when he eventually makes his way up there for some hay. Ha! How silly of me. The other day as I was pulling out of my driveway I saw him up there munching on his treat, not a minute after I walked out the door. </span></div>
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Clovie Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11273874027206808017noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-572597855445416860.post-70323404061741250042012-09-16T18:19:00.000-07:002012-09-16T18:19:14.211-07:00Get Your Happy On<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5iPBjDdsDbhkgfX0fM4TsaDX8Ta99l8Qx_nMZwEtze7JcgG9v-_ELTD81zMX4-e6VzxZTqR-N8n6hwmEq7aROqlIrHL6kziFuw_zNwy1nsq65fd7hb4_ehxSyGBLEB735jOm5b1dM4T8/s1600/Fair+2012(4).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5iPBjDdsDbhkgfX0fM4TsaDX8Ta99l8Qx_nMZwEtze7JcgG9v-_ELTD81zMX4-e6VzxZTqR-N8n6hwmEq7aROqlIrHL6kziFuw_zNwy1nsq65fd7hb4_ehxSyGBLEB735jOm5b1dM4T8/s400/Fair+2012(4).jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I got my Happy on at the Western Washington Fair today. ("Get Your Happy On" is this year's theme...) Man, it was hot and crowded.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;"></span> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8aTCozNtl4I7waoIq1H8ItbzGuAgN50RLyQoo-r3kmbVEUSX_TQs3Vk040cqn7M7FuwQOVdY4NiWmHhs8LMdb-iw3760oS9RjPK9J8lfmWuoXTs7fh2kyXClasIIFcAuqPCIv0SkqBUE/s1600/Fair+2012(2).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="342" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8aTCozNtl4I7waoIq1H8ItbzGuAgN50RLyQoo-r3kmbVEUSX_TQs3Vk040cqn7M7FuwQOVdY4NiWmHhs8LMdb-iw3760oS9RjPK9J8lfmWuoXTs7fh2kyXClasIIFcAuqPCIv0SkqBUE/s400/Fair+2012(2).jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Each night when it is time to let Clovie out of his room I move the fencing away so he can go upstairs to play. Lately I've noticed I have a little helper. I pull the fencing out while Clovis insists on (impatiently) pushing. Am I not fast enough or what? </span></div>
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