Shya digs, scratches, hides, loafes, and plays king of the hill with the cats. Well mostly just the young cat. My old cat kind of said forget this I'll just lay in moms new memory foam mattress where I dont have to fight for it.
We had been thinking about another kleinwidder and then I found this breed the Deutsche Riesen. Then we tossed around the idea of even having another rabbit. We looked at some rabbits but nothing really clicked with us. We took a shot at this breeders two hours away. The rabbits were clean had their own shed, their own vegetable garden, had their own tattoos, and a few of them were running in an exercise pen. They just happen to have one male left and we fell in love with him. We just happen to have the 40 Euros in our wallets and we took it as a sign and ran with it.
Our circle is complete. Deutsche Riesen means German giant. Mama was 10 kilo=about 22 pounds, Daddy was 11kilo= about 24 pounds. Mama was a little shy but daddy had a big sized attitude. Not mean just kind of did what he wanted to. So far this little guy has been pretty good considering the two hour car ride home and the smell of all the other animals.
He's only 8 weeks old so that makes me a little nervous. Eating, drinking and peeing. I found a couple of poops but not as much as I thought there should be. He's pretty closely monitored and we'll call the vet on monday for a check up. The people we got him from were pretty solid breeders though and dont mind calling for questions (with a translator)
Moving to a giant breed. What was I thinking?
We've been tossing around names. Abram (like the tank, thank you Omar) Brody, Barrett, Jack, and Klaus (cause he's German). Sadly Abram seems to be what's sticking. We shall see
