Hi Everyone! I’m Jessica, and my married name means “rabbit” – apparently, it’s become literal …
I currently have two buns here…First came Harvey, our holland lop. He’s been here since mid-June. DH is a rental property manager and found a rabbit in a cage hidden under a blanket in the basement of one of his properties. He went to talk to his tenants about not leaving smart and social critters locked up in the dark all day – turns out his tenant’s granddaughter had to move in with family for financial reasons. He didn’t want a rabbit in the house, told her she had to ‘get rid of it’ – so she was hiding him until she could find him a place to be. DH called me, and talked me into it. I can’t beleive I was ever reluctant!
Here he is eating lettuce, acting like he’s all innocent.
(one of the rare occasions you’ll find him sitting still….). He is FEARLESS. We have a queen bee cat, Lyra, who I expected to have to keep away from Harvey at all times.
Turns out, he chases HER around. Because of his fearlessness, he jumped right into a corneal ulcer about a week after he got here! He’s healing up nicely though, and soon the vet should clear him to be neutered! Yay! He’s a very, very amorous little bun, and he’s not exactly selective. I’m hoping that calming down the hormones wil help him to develop a wider range of interests. <3
On Tuesday, I met this little guy:
He was in a terrible situation that made me cry. He was bought to replace a rabbit that died of neglect. When I met him, he had catfood in his dish! and nothing else, just an empty wire cage with a water bottle in it. He didn’t even have a name! Well. He did at one point, but they ‘forgot’. Ugh. He was huddled in a corner and terrified. I came back over to his house with some pellets and hay and veggies. The photo illustrates his opinion of carrots.
I tried to talk to his owners about rabbit care. I asked if he was ever allowed *out* of his cage. They informed me that the kids lost interest, so they don’t bother with him. UGH.
I couldn’t just walk away from him. I went home and BEGGED DH to let me take him in, at least temporarily. He agreed to ‘for now’. Wednesday night we went down to pick him up and set him up upstairs in the computer room. He spent his first night rearranging his new cage. I opened the door the next morning, expecting he might pop his head out later in the day, not having ever been outside of a cage. WRONG! I sat down at my desk and proceeded to ignore him, and in five minutes he came out, sniffed around the outside of his cage, and then proceeded to run laps around the room, doing binkies every few feet! He enjoyed his first day of being a bunny very much and has been busy exploring ever since he got here. – In fact, the only picture I have so far is this original one, because he hasn’t sat still! Still no name, just a series of nicknames. He started out his life with SO much less than he deserves, and I want to give him everything a bunny should have while I work on finding him a permanent home.
Thank you guys so much for existing! I’ve been lurking around here pretty much since the second day Harvey moved in, and all of the advice and information I’ve gotten has been invaluable to understanding these awesome little herbivores.
~Jessica