Mikoli
Well-Known Member
I just need somewhere to rant, and I have the feeling that the people on here would care.
Ollie is an outdoor rabbit, and he lives in a hutch next to our house. He's not actually locked in, but he has never escaped, because his hutch has such a heavy lid. Today, my sister's friend came over. They were messing around in the backyard, throwing water bombs and such, and they decided that they were going to play with Ollie without telling me. It's not that my sister is an inresponsible person, and she is well aware of how to handle Ollie (she's older than me), but she didn't care. She just wanted to show him off to her friend. Anyway, they were messing around and forgot that they had let Ollie out. They came back in, and still didn't tell me that they were playing with Ollie. Grr.
Anyway, a few hours later, I came out to feed Ollie before I went to a party. I came out to check on him before I went to pick his dinner, when I noticed that his cage was open. I was too shocked to react for a moment, then ran inside to ask my sister if she had Ollie. She didn't, obviously, and she told me that she had been playing with him and didn't put him back in his cage. Grr.
Long story short, about half an hour later, one of our neighbours asked us if we had a white rabbit with black ears. He had been hopping around in their vegetable garden. I jumped into their backyard, and Ollie simply hopping up to me and started sniffing my leg. It was the first ever time he had actually come when he had called my name.
I was just so relieved. I had actually begun to accept that I'd never see him again. If we didn't find me, I was planning to spend the night next to his cage in case he came back. I've got to go, since I'm supposed to go to that party in twenty minutes, and I'm not ready.
Rachel.
Ollie is an outdoor rabbit, and he lives in a hutch next to our house. He's not actually locked in, but he has never escaped, because his hutch has such a heavy lid. Today, my sister's friend came over. They were messing around in the backyard, throwing water bombs and such, and they decided that they were going to play with Ollie without telling me. It's not that my sister is an inresponsible person, and she is well aware of how to handle Ollie (she's older than me), but she didn't care. She just wanted to show him off to her friend. Anyway, they were messing around and forgot that they had let Ollie out. They came back in, and still didn't tell me that they were playing with Ollie. Grr.
Anyway, a few hours later, I came out to feed Ollie before I went to a party. I came out to check on him before I went to pick his dinner, when I noticed that his cage was open. I was too shocked to react for a moment, then ran inside to ask my sister if she had Ollie. She didn't, obviously, and she told me that she had been playing with him and didn't put him back in his cage. Grr.
Long story short, about half an hour later, one of our neighbours asked us if we had a white rabbit with black ears. He had been hopping around in their vegetable garden. I jumped into their backyard, and Ollie simply hopping up to me and started sniffing my leg. It was the first ever time he had actually come when he had called my name.
I was just so relieved. I had actually begun to accept that I'd never see him again. If we didn't find me, I was planning to spend the night next to his cage in case he came back. I've got to go, since I'm supposed to go to that party in twenty minutes, and I'm not ready.
Rachel.
