I had to vote "other" because for one, Maisiequalifies, since she wasn't exactly from a breeder. We gotMaisie from a friend of my daughter's at her previous school.The girl (who's about eleven) has been raising bunnies for years, andis quite the animal-tuned girl! She's also rescued variousanimals around her home from bad situations, like the nest of squirrelsthat fell out of their tree, only one of which lived, and is blind, soshe's kept him this whole time. Wonderful girl!!
Anyway, her cute white doe was pregnant from their chinchilla-coloredloppy-eared boy, and she was selling the litter for $20/ea. so theycould get the mama spayed. I walked in, noticed some bunshopping around in the enclosed grassy area at the school, and just hadto go over and say hello. I knew NOTHING about buns, mindyou, and wasn't in the
least expecting to take onehome!
Well, I walked over, and Miss Maisie hopped right on over, sniffed myknee, jumped right into my lap, and the rest is history! Shejumped right into my life, which then forever changed to include thesewonderful furry, poof-tailed creatures!
Of course, before bringing her home, I discovered this
wonderfulsite, and researched (for about eight hours, mind you!), and asked allsorts of questions...so I could be assured that we could properlyprovide for the cutie!
So, we brought Maisie home, built her a little mansion just for her,got her acquainted with our two kitties, and settled into ourbunny-loving home.
A few months later, my husband happened upon a bunny (which he thoughtwas a dwarf hotot, but was really a six-week-old baby) outsidesomeone's back door here in the complex. She was in her cage,if you could call it that, the bottom a pool of urine, feces,urine-soaked iceburg lettuce (that the bun smartly refused to eat), andlacking completely in anything else, including water. Thepoor tiny bunny had stuffed herself onto the three inch wide "ledge" tokeep away from the urine, and was so skinny and yellow-tinted!
So, my husband (not seeing her condition, just seeing there was a bunoutside) called me here in the house, and mentioned that someone hadtheir bun outside if I wanted to come down and say hello. So,I grabbed some raisins and my daughter, and headed on down to sayhello...not knowing that this moment would again change our lives!
The
second I saw that little baby sitting there, I knew I had totake her away from that miserable life, come hell or highwater! So, I knocked on the neighbor's door, and asked him ifhe would give her to me, and he agreed (giving me the pellet foodthey'd apparently bought for her, but clearly hadn't givenher). We brought the little one upstairs, put together one ofthe cat carriers (the smaller of which was HUGE to her), and gave hersome water and hay and dry CareFresh bedding. It took her afew minutes to gain the guts to jump from the shelf she'd stuffedherself on to go into the carrier...but she did! The poordear wreaked, too!
Needless to say, after many posts here for her as well, Flower hassince blossomed into the beautiful baby girl you see in her blognow. It's really incredible to me how much a ton of love,some dry hay, and a huge mansion of a home can change asomeone!
Both of our bunnies are amazing, and oh so wonderful! Maisieis a spunky little princess, and Flower is a laid-back, happy,lovey-dovey girl...they compliment each other perfectly.
Well, sorry for the LONG post, but those are their stories!
Love and hugs!
Rosie*
