Hey there! Welcome to the forum!

I adopted my first rabbit back in January of this year. But before that, my sisters bunnies were the first in the family. Pumpkin and Benson are a bonded pair, but we had Pumpkin for 3-4 years before adopting Benson (they are only a year apart, pumpkin is 5 years old and Benson is 4).

They were love at first sight. They bonded in two days, or just under. Typically it takes waaaay longer. This is very rare for bunnies, especially because the only one fixed was Benson. They’ve been bonded for a little over two years now, they’ve never fought. <3

But I hadn’t fallen in love with bunnies until I adopted Onyx.

I went to the shelter, looking for a bunny but not expecting to come home with anyone. So I walk into the little room with about six rabbits in cages. Four of the bunnies ran up to the door, two didn’t. We held and met five, they were all around five/six pounds and all had no interest in people. They just wanted to be out of the cages lol.

All the way in the back left corner, there was no bunny at the door. I look at the chart hanging on the door and it said “Male, not neutered, black. 1-4 years old.” And I look into the cage and saw a tiny black bunny buried in this powdery wood bedding they had in all of the cages, his poor little face was covered in dust.

It was tough getting him out but when I held him.. My heart melted. He snuggled me, and was so soft. I immediately knew I needed to rescue him. And so I did.

It was tough. I had to wait a day to adopt him because this (really rude) girl at the front desk made me jump through a bunch of hoops just to adopt him. On top of that, he was so sick and he still kinda is. They refused to admit fault and am about top file a claim with them. But it was so worth it.

His original name was Shadow. But I knew he was more of an Onyx. I even gave him a middle name. His posture reminds my family of a crow. We live in Virginia, where Edgar Allen Poe is from, and I used to work at a historical house and we always mentioned him.

Anywho! His full name is Onyx Edgar. He is the sweetest, most laid back bunny anyone could ask for.

Just last night I was getting his cage ready for him, and as soon as I got on the ground, he came running up to me and wouldn’t leave me alone (not complaining!). I would click my tongue and he would stand on his hind legs and give me little bunny kisses. Then he would demand pets in return, of course. And it continued like that until he went in for bed and his nightly salad.

I never knew my heart could be filled with such love for something so small. I feel the same about my dog, Moon. Later this week I’m picking up who is going to be Onyx’s partner, Rosalie Opal, and i already love her as well. ??❤

Hey Welcome nice to meet you, Those were great stories 🙂

Yes welcome! I would share my story again but I am afraid at this point everyone is soooooooo sick of it. Except for one who kindly told me otherwise. But enjoyed yours and OnyxMoon’s. And again glad to have you! Clever user name by the way, Lady of Lagomorpha.

You know what? That isn’t fair. You asked. I will PM our story to you in a while. Unless you already know it…because you have been a lurker. 

@Gordo and Janice

I feel like every post I make is about Onyx’s story, I’m sure everyone’s sick of hearing it but I’m not sick of telling it lol!

I don’t know your bunny story(ies), but I am interested if you want to share!

Pretty sure everyone’s sick of Clover’s origin story as well, so I’ll suffice it to say SHE adopted ME, and I was never given any choice in the matter. In the process, my couch was destroyed, the carpet is ruined, there’s hare hair everywhere, and I couldn’t be happier.

@Bladesmith…lol. There seems to be no in between, all or nothing. No rabbit, no destruction, no mess, no fulfillment and joy of that special relationship in rabbit ownership….or…rabbit, destruction, mess, and joy of being bonded with your bunny. Take it all or leave it all. We couldn’t have been happier either, ultimately.

At the prodding of OnyxMoon let me share a short version. It was a hot Tuesday afternoon and we were deep in the Serengeti. We had been working to save baby elephants. I was with one, his little trunk wrapped around my arm, when I heard a noise and looked to my right……..

Oh who am I kidding? I couldn’t resist. If only my life were that exciting! I struggle to keep the lawn mowed and the weeds out of my landscape.

Basically the kids across the street had gotten an Easter bunny. They brought it over along with their cousins’ bunny from further down the street. They released them on the rear corner of the bed. Janice had knelt at the furthest opposite corner of the bed with her arms and hands on the bed. Icey made her little hoppy way, the way babies do, straight over to Janice. Janice raised her hand and Icey immediately buried herself into Janice’s hand. She was so tiny. Looking back we are pretty sure that both bunnies were also weaned too early as well for a lot of reasons but back to the story. Janice cupped her and gently rubbed her fingers across her back because her head was buried in Janice’s palm. She stayed like that for a long time, tiny teeth chattering. Janice looked up and I swear you could almost see tears in her eyes. She was in love.

Fast forward in time. After multiple visits from across the street, an episode of Janice having to talk them into letting her take Icey to the vet, and multiple cage cleanings, etc., etc., etc. Janice finally asked them if she could adopt Icey. They agreed. And we have had the most surprisingly wonderful experience with that little girl. She passed December 29, 2017 a little before 2:30 p.m. She almost made it to 8 years. We gave her an official approximate birthday of March 1st, 2010 because she was probably weaned prematurely and she was an Easter Bunny and it made it easy for us to be able to quickly do the math when people would ask us how old she was. But she has forever touched our lives and opened our eyes to the crazy wonderful, magical (if I may steal that phrase), world of bunnies.

And I want to add that I looove reading everyone’s stories too. Flakie started a thread in THE LOUNGE on 5/18/18 titled “Why I chose rabbits as my pet”. There are a few stories in that thread if you haven’t read it. I’m relatively new here too so I’m sure throughout time there have been many similar threads started over and over but I wouldn’t even know how to find them so it’s nice that the subject gets rebooted from time to time.

Posted By LagomorphaLady on 5/21/2018 10:56 PM

I really love hearing how people got there fur babies, it really the reason I joined BinkyBunny. I would come on and read and it just felt like ….Wow, I feel the same way, So I thought, why not join the fun.

Haha. That is how I came to join the forum too, I would read stories and find other people describing how I felt.  

Welcome to you and Poe! 

@Gordo and Janice

Wow, Icey sounds like she was a truly special bun. I remember reading that she passed, I’m sorry about that. Broke my heart, all of the Rainbow Bridge posts do.

Posted By Gordo and Janice on 5/22/2018 8:55 AM


@Bladesmith…lol. There seems to be no in between, all or nothing. No rabbit, no destruction, no mess, no fulfillment and joy of that special relationship in rabbit ownership….or…rabbit, destruction, mess, and joy of being bonded with your bunny. Take it all or leave it all. We couldn’t have been happier either, ultimately.

At the prodding of OnyxMoon let me share a short version. It was a hot Tuesday afternoon and we were deep in the Serengeti. We had been working to save baby elephants. I was with one, his little trunk wrapped around my arm, when I heard a noise and looked to my right……..

Oh who am I kidding? I couldn’t resist. If only my life were that exciting! I struggle to keep the lawn mowed and the weeds out of my landscape.

Basically the kids across the street had gotten an Easter bunny. They brought it over along with their cousins’ bunny from further down the street. They released them on the rear corner of the bed. Janice had knelt at the furthest opposite corner of the bed with her arms and hands on the bed. Icey made her little hoppy way, the way babies do, straight over to Janice. Janice raised her hand and Icey immediately buried herself into Janice’s hand. She was so tiny. Looking back we are pretty sure that both bunnies were also weaned too early as well for a lot of reasons but back to the story. Janice cupped her and gently rubbed her fingers across her back because her head was buried in Janice’s palm. She stayed like that for a long time, tiny teeth chattering. Janice looked up and I swear you could almost see tears in her eyes. She was in love.

Fast forward in time. After multiple visits from across the street, an episode of Janice having to talk them into letting her take Icey to the vet, and multiple cage cleanings, etc., etc., etc. Janice finally asked them if she could adopt Icey. They agreed. And we have had the most surprisingly wonderful experience with that little girl. She passed December 29, 2017 a little before 2:30 p.m. She almost made it to 8 years. We gave her an official approximate birthday of March 1st, 2010 because she was probably weaned prematurely and she was an Easter Bunny and it made it easy for us to be able to quickly do the math when people would ask us how old she was. But she has forever touched our lives and opened our eyes to the crazy wonderful, magical (if I may steal that phrase), world of bunnies.

Wow G&J, I just wanna say how well you articulated every detail – it’s like you are able to bring others into the world that you experienced, and that’s amazing Have you considered writing a novel or even a kids’ storybook or something?

I know this is a bit late but congrats on the bun! ? My first love story with rabbits? I don’t even remember, I’ve ALWAYS loved cats and rabbits to no end. As for how Thumper and Blossom came to be apart of our family? Well…I feel like I’ll get harshly judged if I say the full story and that’s something that’s not needed, not now anyway. Let’s just say one of uncle’s (one of my mom’s brothers) got them for me for now.?