Hi, All!

So, for the past 10 days, Lizzy and I have been staying in a hotel room in Ventura with our friend Becca (who is actually the person who, when I mentioned, “I’m looking into getting a rabbit,” said, “Oh, my friend works for a rabbit rescue!  Why don’t you call her?!”–and 3 days later, Lizzy was mine!), who was also working on the show. 

Meanwhile, Robbie the park bunny had spent all of 5 days with me before I gave him to the wonderful people at the Bunny Bunch to board for 10 days (twice as long as I’d had the poor guy!).

Lizzy enjoyed getting territorial over the space under the beds…

and probably scaring the bejeesus out of the maids when they came to clean our room…(they probably scared her too…we left a note not to vacuum, but who knows..!?)

I, of course, spent the entire time telling Becca about the joys of bunny-slavery.  Becca is a cat and bird and fish person, but has never had a bunny.  Lizzy accomodated my efforts at converting Becca by binkying whenever she was let out of her pen, obeying Becca better than me, and only chewing through 1 pair of Becca’s inappropriately strappy shoes (I told her she should wear something more sensible to work…or to be around bunnies!).  And then I hinted mercilessly that Lizzy’s twin sister Emily (I have a picture of the 2 of them, and honestly can’t tell which of the 2 is Lizzy!) is still at the rescue, needing a home…  Becca claims that I have trained her to be a FABULOUS bunny-sitter for the next time I have to go out of town, but that she’s not ready for slavery yet.  We’ll see!  I still have hopes! 

So Lizzy and I got home at 3am this morning/last night, and after 10 days of binkying and bossing us around, but not being comfortable enough to really relax, she did one circle of the living room, assured herself that all was as she left it, and then hopped into her hutch, did a spectacular FLOP, and went to sleep!  All is now right in Lizzy-dom!

Meanwhile, I was really sad to leave Robbie behind, but knew he was still too much of a wild thing to be dragging him all over the state.  He was perfectly well-cared-for at the Bunny Bunch, but I was sure he wouldn’t recognize me at all when I went to get him.  I’d only had him for 5 days, after all, and they kept him for 10.  So I tortured the poor thing when I went to collect him, and picked him up and gave him a hug (much squirming on his part…but less than Lizzy would have done!).

Got him home, and he nosed around his pen, like, “hmmm, this seems familiar…”  He mowed through his greens, and checked out his toys, and wandered into the hallway (his pen takes up the entire “laundry room”, which has no laundry machines, but was basically a closet for me, until Robbie took it over.  When I let him out, he has the hallway as a place to roam.  The other side of the hallway door is Lizzy-land, and off-limits for the time-being.).  I sat on the ground with him, and fed him some parsley.

And then he wandered to the end of the hallway and did a very cute lounge..

(The beach towels are because I have all hard-wood floors.  I’m a sneaky human.  Lizzy HATES the slippery-slidey floors, and stays on the rugs…she has effectively bunny-proofed my apartment herself, by refusing to leave the rugs!  I’m hoping I can get Robbie to buy into the same behavior, rather than teaching Lizzy to roam, once the two of them are bonded…  If you think bunnies are the only sneaky ones, you’re wrong!)

And when Robbie got bored, he went back to his pen, paused for a bit, and then did a very small little straight-up-in-the-air popcorn-style binky!  His very first in my house!  I hope that means he remembers me and is happy to be home!

More random pics.  If you look at Robbie’s eye, you can see the scars from his life as a wild thing.  Poor guy…  (And yay!  There are no fleas in sight!  That’s a nice change!)

Yay for being home!