mira
Well-Known Member
Rosie. Shes been with meabout a year (purchased her on Mother's day last year). We got her at alocal SuperPet (admittidly, I sometimes wish I had rescued a bun, thatwas my original plan, but when I saw Rosie, I never let her leave mysight untill me mom saw her). Mom, who has been 50/50 on getting arabbit (she was convinced that they smelled bad; but she knew they werecute) saw her and, just as I knew she would, fell in love. In fact, Iremember pointing out another rabbit and saw "or maybe that one, he'scu..." and my mom giving my this look that said 'how dare you think ofgetting another rabbit' and replied "it's ugly". Now the next greatobstical was my dad.. the seemingly animal-hating, cold-hearted guy whojust never seemed to want another animal (he's not really like that,but that is what I tell myself when he declines me getting anotherfurry friend). My mom eased him over to the bunnies. My mom pointed outRosie. he looked at her. And, in perhaps the most tense moment of mylife, he thought. And finally, "what ever..." Of course, Iknewthat deep down he liked her, because when an employeetook her out to give to us, he started asking question and gettinginterested in her.So I had my bun. Now for the name..
We were discussing this on our way to mygrandparents' house to introduce them to our unexpected new familymember. Peony was suggested, Tulip, Daisy. And then my dad, thevery obsical against me getting her randomly said "what about Rosie".Now, if you know my dad (and you probably don't >.< heis a tank-like, hockey playing, manly man kinda guy. And for him tosuggest "Rosie" was quite unexpected, but it was settled.
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[align=center]A very blurry little baby picture.See how orange she was![/align]
[align=left]Not only did my dad name her, but,weirdly enough, he was also the first person that she ever licked, itwas adorable (she was probably just attempting to groom his arm hair... eww....)[/align]
[align=left]Every night for months after we gother, I'd lay down on the couch, with the TV on and a soft blanket, androsie on my tummy. This is where he first started to bond. At first shejust stood their, grooming and calming sniffing. Over time, she'd movearound, lick my forehead and drift in and out of sleep. Finally, shewould stretch out COMPLETELY content on her belly. If we weren't bondthat way, she was hopping around my basement, sitting on the floorletting her jump on me.. and, or course, the ENDLESSbinkies![/align]
[align=left]But, as all things do, she grew up.She began to get terratorial, she didn't like being handled, she wasconstantly grunting and being grump. And... the binkies became a veryrare sight. Now, she is a pretty young woman, who has quite theattitude... Fortunatly, I know that she is not spayed, so I'm holdingonto hope that once spays, that sweet little baby will return tome.[/align]
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[align=center]Chillin' in the sun![/align]
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[align=center]Grazing, when you could see the grass, darn winter :X[/align]
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[align=center]Rosie sitting in my dog's dinner,and drinking his water! It was the funniest thing I've everseen[/align]
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[align=center]Awwwwwww! :heart:[/align]
[align=left]Peace, more to come :bunnybutt:[/align]
We were discussing this on our way to mygrandparents' house to introduce them to our unexpected new familymember. Peony was suggested, Tulip, Daisy. And then my dad, thevery obsical against me getting her randomly said "what about Rosie".Now, if you know my dad (and you probably don't >.< heis a tank-like, hockey playing, manly man kinda guy. And for him tosuggest "Rosie" was quite unexpected, but it was settled.
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[align=center]A very blurry little baby picture.See how orange she was![/align]
[align=left]Not only did my dad name her, but,weirdly enough, he was also the first person that she ever licked, itwas adorable (she was probably just attempting to groom his arm hair... eww....)[/align]
[align=left]Every night for months after we gother, I'd lay down on the couch, with the TV on and a soft blanket, androsie on my tummy. This is where he first started to bond. At first shejust stood their, grooming and calming sniffing. Over time, she'd movearound, lick my forehead and drift in and out of sleep. Finally, shewould stretch out COMPLETELY content on her belly. If we weren't bondthat way, she was hopping around my basement, sitting on the floorletting her jump on me.. and, or course, the ENDLESSbinkies![/align]
[align=left]But, as all things do, she grew up.She began to get terratorial, she didn't like being handled, she wasconstantly grunting and being grump. And... the binkies became a veryrare sight. Now, she is a pretty young woman, who has quite theattitude... Fortunatly, I know that she is not spayed, so I'm holdingonto hope that once spays, that sweet little baby will return tome.[/align]
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[align=center]Chillin' in the sun![/align]
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[align=center]Grazing, when you could see the grass, darn winter :X[/align]
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[align=center]Rosie sitting in my dog's dinner,and drinking his water! It was the funniest thing I've everseen[/align]
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[align=center]Awwwwwww! :heart:[/align]
[align=left]Peace, more to come :bunnybutt:[/align]