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Hi everyone! My name is Chester.
My mom (Catherine) allowed me to introduce myselffirst. Well, not really ALLOWED. See, I'm KING of the household, Big Bunny on Top, Macho Man, King Tut, the BEST. Get it?
Anyways- this post is for you to get to know and meet me (arenât you honored?). Liiiiike I said, my name is Chester; short for Cestaro (Italian). Iâm often called Chessie (I get a complex from that one) and Chess.
Mom adopted me way back in â03. She did it the âbadâ way. Before she knew all about my bunnies plight for good homes. Anyways (tangent), she was half way through college then and decided she wanted a pet bunny. So whatâd she do? She picked up the Tribune and found an ad advertising baby bunnies for $10. (Donât worry- I am worth WAY more than that- I just wanted to get the heck outta that place).
I was the cutest baby wasn't I?
In the middle of the night mom drove many hours from her college to pick me up. See, this is where me and momâs stories differ. She claims she picked me out because I ran right up to her; what really happened is that I saw how easily manipulated she could be by my adorable cuteness and chose HER. The lady told my mom that I would have been the perfect show bunny, but I had that white mark on my nose. She called it a flaw!!! Mom says it is what made me stand out! Well, that night, me and my brother ^Frankie^ (his name is in wings because he went to the Rainbow Bridge earlier this year and is now an angel) came home with mom.
Me and my brother ^Frankie^
Well, now I am a MAN (4 years old!- my birthday is September 7, 2003- DONâT FORGET). Overtime I have taught mommy many many things about bunnies and caring for us. I must say, I have taught her well. She is now an advocate for bunnies, volunteers at a shelter and provides talks. Sheâs soon to be pursuing some additional psychology thing after her doctorate- something about pet bereavement? You can meet her in another post. For now, this is all about me baby!
I was very sad when my brother left me this October (even though he challenged my authority a few years ago and sent me to the ER with an eye abrasion!). Mom adopted my new sister Sarafina (more about her another time. I canât decide if I like her enough to talk about her). I liked her at the shelter, but then SHE CAME HOME with us! In MY area (EVERYWHERE- including rooms I have never been in belong to me!). I am making it very difficult for mom to bond us. I enjoy making mom frustrated. Then I get to stomp at her.
My first meeting, at the shelter, with my new sister Sarafina
Ohhh speaking of which- my FAVORITE trick? Letting mom know it is UNACCEPTABLE to sleep in on weekends. I do this (take notes now), by lifting up the cold tile mommy provides me (in my mansion) and SLAMMING it down. Over. And Over. And Over. Again. Works every time!!!
Whatâs that you say? A mansion? Ohhhhh yes. I am a king. Mom made dad (more on him later) build it one very hot July day. I thanked him by biting him in the butt.
My mansion. Don't worry about the cords. I try to eat them, but mom has them covered by plexiglass. (I'll find a way...)
Well, mom says I have to stop now and tomorrow you will get to meet another one of my siblings. (I know you donât really care about anyone besides meâ¦but we have to humor mom, ok?).
One last thing- that picture everyone is asking about? Mom MAKES us get these glamour shots once every three months. She says it supports the other homeless bunnies. Itâs annoying. They clean my ears and cut my nails ahead of time too!!!
Well, hasta la vista! Feel free to ask me any questions you may have. I will try to sneak in an answer before you meet my (less amazing) siblings.