Snowball and the Missing Apple!

Greetings, humans.

It is Snowball Rabbit.

I have been missing in action for a very long time, not because I chose to be, but because Amie outlawed me from her blog, which was very inconsiderate, is it not? I think it is, just like her little brother blaring Veggie Tale’s music from sunup to sun down. Doesn’t he understand my looks of disproval?

Well, if he does understand them, he doesn’t listen to them, and since I am in a safe place, I don’t bother to get up and attack the little rascal. Maybe one day I shall, though…

He is forewarned.

Anywho. I am here to talk to you all about February 6th. You see, on that day Amie published Snowball and the Missing Apple, and in honor of its book birthday, I made a YouTube video.

You see, if you want something done, you have to do it yourself. So I wanted this video made, and this post written, so I’m laboring and toiling over it. Amie still needs to learn that less. Regardless, here’s the video.

I’d be really honored if you liked it and left me a comment. Just so I can prove to Amie that people like my videos and posts more.

— Snowball Rabbit, detective

~~Early Morning Walk~~

Well, it seems that I wrote a post like this one sometimes in January of last year, and I’m here again with similar news.  If you subscribed to my newsletter (GO NEWSIES!) (you can subscribe here), you might already know the news.  News that is very important to yours truly.


Well, it’s not the dramatic.  I kinda let this little fluff ball in, and I don’t mind (except when she barks at my siblings in the morning.)


Star is a Tibetan Spaniel, and is a full seven years old.  Her previous owner passed away, and so we inherited her.  (Sorta, in a way.)   She’s sweet, gentle, and devoted.  In fact, she’s sitting at my feet this minute. 😂  I finally have a furry shadow, and I’m not sure if I like it.

Regardless, I love Star, and she makes me laugh a bit, and makes me feel loved a lot.  I really need to do a photo shoot, but Star’s still wary when I pull out the clicking black box and point it at her, so you’ll have to wait.  Instead, I’ll give you some pictures I took during one of our walks together.  (Guys, I’m getting in shape.  She loves walking, and man!  We live in a hilly place.)


Something is just so pretty about dried up tan flowers.  (These flowers were also SO pretty when they were blue in the summer.)


I honestly don’t know why I find a moss-covered fire hydrant so pretty, but I do.  I keep looking at this picture and going, “YASSSS, PRECIOUS!” (LotR, anyone?)


When I was little, everyone would tell me to leave cattails alone because I could get splinters, but I didn’t care.  I would pick the cattails and run around pretending I had a tail.  (Yes, I did get splinters.)


Okay, so it was foggy on our morning walk, and IT WAS SO PRETTY.  The water tower had the sun shining on it, and I couldn’t resist.




Why is this just so pretty?  It’s just some trees, sun, and a water tower, BUT IT’S SOOO PRETTY!


I love the sun, the beautiful, beautiful sun!  It’s so pretty, *sighs happily*


And I just threw in this picture because it’s so cool.  I love how the focus is on the grass.  It makes the shed in the background look so mysterious.


And we can’t have a post without Snowball, can we?  AWE.  HE’S SO CUTE! ❤

I hope you enjoyed this post.  I have done a photography post in like, ages.  What kind of posts would you like to see more?  Do you want me to try to dabble in fashion?  Or do you want more writing posts?  What about art?  Photography?  Or more daily life type posts?  I’m all ears. 😂


Photography Contest #3

And the word is fluffy.  I wanted to get tons of extra points with some obliging donkeys this time around, but…Well, the rain wasn’t so obliging, so I fell back on plan B.



Snowball’s Opinion

Greetings, all you humans!  It is I, Snowball Rabbit.  I am Crazy A’s official mascot (look on side bar) and I was asked to write this post, since Amie seems to be rather busy at the moment.  Amie is a peculiar human being that decides to take on a lot of stuff, and then realizes some of them she can’t continue doing.  Of course, blogging is not something she will stop.  She just needs a break, and so she begged me to stand in for her today.

To explain a bit about me, you can go to my page here, or I can tell you some about me.  I am a rather handsome specimen of a rabbit, with the nicest ears you have ever seen.  I am an English Spot, and I have only five grey spots, making me a bad show bunny.  If only those judges knew what real English Spots are supposed to look like.  *humph*


Oh, right.  We have to get back on topic.  Well, well, well.  The notes that Amie gave me say that I’m supposed to make you hyper about her book, because a lot of you don’t remember the teasers she gave in November.  Hey, I don’t remember that either.  Oh, yeah, I was only a few weeks old.  That makes sense.

*cough*  Amie’s first book, Operation: Green Serpent is in the middle of hopefully the last extreme edit.  She thinks she is smoothing out all of the hiccups, and is deep in considering different publishing methods.  When she talks to me of it, she sometimes gets really stressed out.  (She says I help reduce stress.  Whatever does that mean?)


Well, she gave me some sneak-peaks to get you hooked.  She also said you can learn more about the characters here.

“Benji, what did you do now?” Cam laughed as she walked over to help Benji.  He was being pecked by three or four chickens, including the one he held in his hand.  Benji grinned sheepishly at his sister.

“Uh, nothing.  I was just trying to do what Dad told me.”

“I don’t think Dad told you to cause mayhem,” Cam responded, picking the birds up and stroking their white feathers.  “Are you labeling them?”  The Adamses bred chickens. Once the chicks were big enough to transport, they would go all over the neighboring states.

“Yes, I was trying to,” Benji sighed.

Uh, disgusting chickens.  Why can’t we have some civilized animals in this book?  Like perhaps a few rabbits?


The girls rode to the graveyard and let their ATV’s idle.  Cassy leaned down to the earth and saw horse prints.

“He’s here somewhere,” she said, brushing the dirt with her fingers.

“Yeah, right behind you,” Cam said as a loud whoosh of air went onto Cassy’s neck.

“What?” she gasped, turning around and grasping Ruther’s halter.  “You naughty boy!  I thought I told you to stay in your pasture,” Cassy remonstrated.  Ruther placidly continued to chew grass.

“Cassy, do you see those lights?” Cam’s voice was suddenly strained and scared.

“Where?” Cassy turned to look.  Cassy wasn’t easily scared.

“Right there,” Cam gasped, pointing toward a bright light.

Why does it always have to be horses?  Over grown lumps of muscle, I say!  Why not small fluffy things with cute ears?  Like me?

“Guys, I’m glad you all came,” Cassy began the meeting.  Jonathan, Cam, Benji, and Lily all sat watching her.  “We have a terrible problem right now, and you are all sitting there relaxed!  We should be facing it head on!  Keep going!  Don’t grow faint hearted.  We must be heroes!  Every one of us, strong and courageous with fortitude and careful thought. 

“We have someone threatening our freedom!  Someone trespassing and doing harm!  They should be punished!”  Cassy banged her fist on her palm.

“Um, Cassy, I think you’re getting a little off topic,” Cam reminded.

“Oh, uh, yeah.  Anyway, I was saying that someone has vandalized our graveyard.  They should restore it to its former life of cheerfulness and vitality.”

“Cassy, a graveyard being cheerful and vital is an oxymoron,” Jonathan objected.

“Oh, never mind then.”

Am I supposed to laugh?  Again, where are the bunnies!  What kind of disgrace is this?  There are supposed to be rabbits all over this book!  Instead there are humans!

The children looked at each other.  Now, it seemed almost silly to ask, but Cassy wasn’t easily daunted. 

“Jonathan was going to ask,” Cassy smiled, looking up at her older brother.

“All right, son, ask away,” Mr. Adams commanded.  Jonathan looked up and said,

“We were wondering if we could sleep near the graveyard.  Then, if we see any lights we’ll know something’s wrong.”

“You know, that’s not a bad idea.  What do you think, Susan?” Mr. Adams turned to his wife.

Mrs. Adams smiled at her children as she said, “I don’t think that’s a bad idea.  Let the children camp outside if they want.”

Mutiny!  Raid Amie’s cabin!  I declare WAR!  How could she be so callous as to not put me  in this book?  I thought I was her favorite creature ever!


Well, there you had it folks.  Some sneak peaks of Amie’s book.  She’s not exactly sure when it will be published, or where, but she is in the middle of processing it all.  Hopefully it will be sooner than it looks at the present.

I remain,

Snowball Rabbit



Snowball Rabbit is the pet of Amie.  He is known for his friendly licks, love of hopping, and devouring apples at frightening rate.  He is a very handsome and patriotic rabbit.  An Uncle Sam in the rabbit world.  (And he wants you!  Just kidding 😂)


The Judge… (And random stuff)

Hello!  Today I’m typing from my overly crowded desk.  Yikes, I really need to clean it up…But I do have an excuse!  Thank you all who entered my writing contest.  I’m really enjoying your stories, even though I haven’t read them all.  I’m announcing one of the judges besides myself.  (Okay, the only judge besides myself.)


My brother Phil!  To be honest, I’ll be super surprised if we even agree on the winner.  I have a feeling we might compromise on the winner.  I’m the writer, he’s the reader.  I’ll judge the grammar, the plot, and how the story flows.  He’ll judge…What he likes.  😂

So, y’all should be happy that you don’t have just me.  I’ll just pick your stories to death.  He’ll probably fly through them and place his favorite in my hand.  We’ll see.

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Next random thing!  Today, we went shopping, and I finally convinced my younger sister, Rose, to play this game with me.  Honestly, I hate shopping, but when you do it this way, it’s fun.  The rules are simple.  Find a modest, crazy outfit and make your sibling try it on.  I think I won (I picked for Rose), and I’ll tell you the reason in a bit.

Outfit #1


For Rose’s outfit, I chose an adorable peachy-lacy dress, and paired it with a cream scarf. To finish it off, I picked out the highest cream high-heels I could find.  Isn’t she rocking it?

Sadly, my outfit that Rose picked out for me kinda…Went flat and we didn’t take a picture of it.  Trust me, it didn’t fit.

Outfit #2


Let me explain this outfit.  My younger sister loves yellow…and anything bright.  I’m more for grey and dark colors, but she wants to make you squint.  I chose a yellow dress with a white lace overlay.  Since it was a sundress, it need something to make it modest.  I chose this lovely button up.  To finish the stunning look, I chose some ADORABLE! booties.  Seriously, they were cute. (Isn’t Rose the cutest model?)


*Coughs*  Okay, so this dress was interesting.  I was trying to balance on these 3 inch heels my sister made me where.  Okay, so I find being 6′ 3″ is NOT fun. You should have seen me next to my dad.  🤣  Anyway, now to tell you about the outfit.

The dress is a lovely velvet with a see-through top.  I paired it with a turtle neck tee-shirt, and to finish the very different look, I had on a pair of beige (killer) heels.

A fun fact about me is that I can’t walk in heels, and don’t see the point.  My sister couldn’t stop laughing at how I stumbled out of the dressing room.  I’m tall enough without heels, okay?

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Now for some photography!  I’ve been taking pictures of my rabbit, and of some flowers.


Look at little Peter rabbit!  I found a doll vest that fit Snowball perfectly.  He isn’t a fan of it, but he puts up with it for my sake.  Isn’t he the cutest?


“Save me from this awful vest!  Please!  Have mercy on me!”–Snowball


Isn’t it a beautiful flower?  It’s in our backyard, and I’m kinda sad more people can’t see it.  It’s on a rather small bush instead of a vine.  Somehow the vine became a bush?  I’m not exactly sure, but it’s still pretty.


To be truthful, I’m obsessed with water droplets.  They’re just so pretty and delicate, and they reflect the prettiest things.  😍  Truly, I’d only take pictures of water droplets if I could.


The roses are blooming!  I actually don’t like roses, unless they’re these vibrant ones.  I’m proud of this picture.  😉

All right!  That seems to be it for today.  Sorry for the rather random post, but that’s how we roll here at Crazy A.  Stay tuned for Saturday when we announce the winner!

Do you ever dress up at stores?  What is your opinion on my brother being the judge?  What do you think about Snowball?