Last night was so hard. I did a massive workout to get tired, then stayed up till midnight-ish and was so tired...yet as soon as I closed my eyes all I could see were their little dead faces
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I know you can't play favourites with love, but the loss of Lucky is really hitting me the hardest. I keep thinking about when I got her. Last year in October I was browsing this NZ website with classifieds for animals, and saw an for a couple of baby rabbits. At the top right of the ad was a side-on picture of little baby Lucky. My heart melted! She would be perfect for BunBun - I just knew they would hit it off. It was like the ad called out to me. My partner Mathew gave me the money for her, as an early birthday present.
My step-grandad and I went for a drive the following week to pic her up. She was 9 weeks old and cost $40...was a lot for a pet but I felt it was worth it. When we got to their house I was pretty horrified - it was out in the country, wasn't a farm as such, more of a lifestyle block. There were about 50 tiny metal hutches on this filthy patch of ground off to one side of the house. There were piles where newspaper that had been used for litter had been scooped out of the hutches and left lying there. Flies swarmed everywhere and the smell was terrible.
The 'breeder', a young girl of about 8-10, took me to Lucky's tiny metal hutch. I looked around at the other hutches and wanted to cry. Some had up to 5 adult rabbits crammed into 1 little hutch! I couldn't see food, water or toys, let alone shade or happy rabbits.
Lucky was roughly yanked out by her scruff and plonked down on the hutch. She was utterly terrified. "Sorry, we have only picked her up once before, to take a picture of her" the girl told me. I scooped her up and we went in the house to pay for her, and to get her first calici vaccination from the mother who was a vet nurse. Lucky's eyes buldged in terror the entire time, poor sweetheart. I finally got out of there and we drove back home. I settled Lucky into the kitchen in a makeshift pen, with a cardboard box, some hay, a cushion, food and water and left her to calm down.
She was adorable, one ear up and one ear down, but so scared of everything. At this point she didn't have a name. I thought for a moment how lucky she was that I had bought her. She also reminded me a lot of my only childhood dog, a bermese mountain dog we got from a shelter the day he was due to be put to sleep, his name had been Lucky. He was black with a white tummy and some tan markings, just like her. It was perfect! It fit her like a a glove.
Lucky had fleas, but apart from that she was in ok condition. I ended up ringing the SPCA on the place though, I couldn't just walk away and leave all those sad buns without doing anything. The SPCA said as long as they had food and shelter there was nothing they could do though, so nothing was done :?.
I kept her seperate from BunBun for a few weeks, treated her fleas, and tried to get her to not be scared of hands (which she always was, no matter what). I know I was naughty and should have left it for much longer, but I was impatient to see if they liked eachother. BunBun was a pretty small guy when he was younger anyway, so there wasn't too much size difference. He had been neutered.
They had a few meetings in the spare room, and it went so well! At first BunBun flollowed her around a couple of times very interested in her bottom, but after only 3/4 bonding sessions, he never again tried to mount her or show any interest in that end of her.
After a couple of weeks I took her to his cage and let them sniff through the door. They were both living indoors at this stage. BunBun immediatly groomed her head, lowered his then she groomed his head. Lucky lept out of my hands into his cage. He didn't even mind one bit! They both jumped onto his shelf and settled down to munch on some grass. I cried with happiness
. I stayed watching them all day to see how they were. They were perfect with eachother. Tonnes of snuggling, grooming, they ate together, drank together, did everything together. BunBun was love struck and would follow Lucky everywhere she went. No aggression from either at any stage, so that was it, they were a couple.
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Sorry for such a long post, I just felt I had to start typing and when I did, it was hard to stop.
I miss you babies
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