Samara
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Hello everyone!
I found RO while googling "fearful rabbit"...so I thought I'd sign up and check out the forums.
My name is Samara and I live in the United States (southern New Hampshire). I am 26, a housewife, mother to two step-sons aged 10 and 13, and currently have two pet hippity-hops. My only other rabbit prior to my two current boys was Bailey; Bailey passed away very early this year (2011) at the age of 8. He was a red standard rex, about 8 or so pounds. I adopted him from a family in need to rehome while I was in college working towards my B.S in biology and working 2 jobs. He was my reminder that life shouldn't be all work and no play.
Bailey came fluffy and attentive, obviously well-cared for and nurtured. He was under a year old. He came with all his things and already getting the hang of the litterbox. He soon became a "house-rabbit" like my cat at the time (Griffy has since passed away too). He eventually had the run of the house, all wire-proofed and safe, and a litterbox here and there. His cage stayed but was for sleeping mostly and time to himself when he wanted it. Bailey was neutered just after he turned a year old and promptly become a loaf.
After quite some years, my best friend Kyle's long-time rabbit passed away. He always loved Bailey to pieces...and as it happened I had to moveback in with my folksfor ashort whileright around this same time.Myself, Bailey and my dog Troy gave it a good whirl living in one room together, but it wasn't meant to be. Giving either of them away wasn't an option, but Kyle was willing to take Bailey on for a time till things settled. Whenthings did settle,Bailey had earned himself a spayed girlfriend named Lucille and was getting daily walks in the part with her, sharing a room at night and getting to nibble in Kyle's garden during the day. How could I bring him back from that?
So Bailey stayed and it worked out so well. It hurt not to have him in the house, but visiting often and knowing he was pleased as punch (and that he knew Kyle very well from the start), made me feel less of a jerk for having to make such a choice. My dog Troy is 90 pounds and though amazing with people, kids, cats, rabbits, etc. hates other dogs.
So life went on andno other rabbits moved in.Then Kyle called me that tearful morning to tell me Bails had passed in his sleep. Both of our families grieved; Bailey was like our wee little mascot. His passing got me to thinking "Would a rabbit fit into my life now?" and so I thought about it. And thought about it. Annnd thought about it.
So here I am! I have 2 junior bucks, both from breeders this time around. Atticus is a blue English Lop born August 9, 2011 and Gubble is a ruby-eyed white (albino) Mini Lop born August 12, 2011. They are both indoors and working on learning the litterboxes. We use a pen-style enclosure and they share a wire wall to start bonding between. Until they are neutered (upcoming ASAP), they squabble till they draw blood, so we are allowing them separate out time each day. Because I'm a housewife (after all that college and working :laugh they are getting between 3-5 hours a day each to romp around.
Atticus is out-going and seeks out scritches. Gubble is still very shy and bolts when you come near. I've been able to determine that he likes slivers of pear and can be coaxed for a pat with one. Atticus loves graham crackers and will chase me if I have one.
I spend a lot of their out time doing sudoku puzzles in PEN (gasp and/or shock!) on the floor stretched out. This is to keep them from wrestling between the bars and also to bond with them. Sometimes I'll read or fiddle on the laptop, play Warcraft or Minecraft, but when I do and Atti is out he stomps across my computer and person.
I've thought about getting into showing, but let's face it, these boys need to be snipped for their safety. I did a lot of reading before deciding on two rabbits, rather than a single, but didn't want to chance an oops litter by getting a doe. I figured having two separate boys for now would be a better option.So far so good!
:big wink:
I found RO while googling "fearful rabbit"...so I thought I'd sign up and check out the forums.
My name is Samara and I live in the United States (southern New Hampshire). I am 26, a housewife, mother to two step-sons aged 10 and 13, and currently have two pet hippity-hops. My only other rabbit prior to my two current boys was Bailey; Bailey passed away very early this year (2011) at the age of 8. He was a red standard rex, about 8 or so pounds. I adopted him from a family in need to rehome while I was in college working towards my B.S in biology and working 2 jobs. He was my reminder that life shouldn't be all work and no play.
Bailey came fluffy and attentive, obviously well-cared for and nurtured. He was under a year old. He came with all his things and already getting the hang of the litterbox. He soon became a "house-rabbit" like my cat at the time (Griffy has since passed away too). He eventually had the run of the house, all wire-proofed and safe, and a litterbox here and there. His cage stayed but was for sleeping mostly and time to himself when he wanted it. Bailey was neutered just after he turned a year old and promptly become a loaf.
After quite some years, my best friend Kyle's long-time rabbit passed away. He always loved Bailey to pieces...and as it happened I had to moveback in with my folksfor ashort whileright around this same time.Myself, Bailey and my dog Troy gave it a good whirl living in one room together, but it wasn't meant to be. Giving either of them away wasn't an option, but Kyle was willing to take Bailey on for a time till things settled. Whenthings did settle,Bailey had earned himself a spayed girlfriend named Lucille and was getting daily walks in the part with her, sharing a room at night and getting to nibble in Kyle's garden during the day. How could I bring him back from that?
So Bailey stayed and it worked out so well. It hurt not to have him in the house, but visiting often and knowing he was pleased as punch (and that he knew Kyle very well from the start), made me feel less of a jerk for having to make such a choice. My dog Troy is 90 pounds and though amazing with people, kids, cats, rabbits, etc. hates other dogs.
So life went on andno other rabbits moved in.Then Kyle called me that tearful morning to tell me Bails had passed in his sleep. Both of our families grieved; Bailey was like our wee little mascot. His passing got me to thinking "Would a rabbit fit into my life now?" and so I thought about it. And thought about it. Annnd thought about it.
So here I am! I have 2 junior bucks, both from breeders this time around. Atticus is a blue English Lop born August 9, 2011 and Gubble is a ruby-eyed white (albino) Mini Lop born August 12, 2011. They are both indoors and working on learning the litterboxes. We use a pen-style enclosure and they share a wire wall to start bonding between. Until they are neutered (upcoming ASAP), they squabble till they draw blood, so we are allowing them separate out time each day. Because I'm a housewife (after all that college and working :laugh
they are getting between 3-5 hours a day each to romp around. Atticus is out-going and seeks out scritches. Gubble is still very shy and bolts when you come near. I've been able to determine that he likes slivers of pear and can be coaxed for a pat with one. Atticus loves graham crackers and will chase me if I have one.
I spend a lot of their out time doing sudoku puzzles in PEN (gasp and/or shock!) on the floor stretched out. This is to keep them from wrestling between the bars and also to bond with them. Sometimes I'll read or fiddle on the laptop, play Warcraft or Minecraft, but when I do and Atti is out he stomps across my computer and person.
I've thought about getting into showing, but let's face it, these boys need to be snipped for their safety. I did a lot of reading before deciding on two rabbits, rather than a single, but didn't want to chance an oops litter by getting a doe. I figured having two separate boys for now would be a better option.So far so good!
:big wink:
