My first bunny i discussed with him. We didn’t have room for a dog, and he is allergic to cats, so I started thinking about rabbits. I began to research, asked around, and then together we went to pick out a rabbit. Then, we both thought it would be a good idea to get him a buddy.
And then the third bunny…..well, I was sneaky, and I too just went and got her. I hadn’t meaned too, but when I saw her at the shelter, and she was so skinny, and I was told she was a neglect case, i couldn’t refuse just visiting. But there was such a friendly bond between us right away, so I just adopted her then and there.
Needless to say, when my husband walked in to find a third bunny in the mix, he took a huge disappointed sigh. I scrunched up my face in the “uh oh” look, and he said….’what did you go and do? HONEY!!” But then he shlumped down, looking all defeated, and I promised it would be okay. I doubt I would ever do that again, cuz my husband’s a good guy, and I hated to see his sad face, like he was thinking, “oh god, is my wife turning into one of those bunny nut cases?…I’m doomed.”