SnowyShiloh
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We went to the fair this evening with the plan of getting another bunny if one really called to me. My husband gave me permission earlier this year to get a Holland Lop. For those who don't know, I had the fortune of being loved by the sweetest, most wonderful little Holland Lop for a very short 5 months 2 1/2 years ago. My little Tallulah. I loved her with all my heart- she was a very special girl. She had a lot of health problems though and died suddenly at the age of 5 months, leaving me absolutely devastated for months. I still think about my girl every day. There was just something about her and the bond we shared. As much as I love Phoebe Mae and Ned (who we got after Tallulah died), I have not felt that hopeless love for a bunny since or looked at a bunny and felt that I absolutely needed to have it (except for a cousin of Tallulah's that had her face). It's like my heart has hardened itself in some ways.
So when we decided to get another Holland Lop, I promised myself that I would wait until I found the perfect one for me- one that seemed to say "I'm yours!" when I looked at it. Well, that happened tonight at the fair- there was a young Holland Lop breeder and her mother there. They had about 10 Hollands entered, all different colors. I talked to them for a few minutes and really liked them, and they seemed to really like me. They even offered me one of their rabbits that they hadn't intended on selling. The bunny was very sweet- a 4 month old black otter doe- and of course I liked her, but I didn't feel that connection.
Then I saw another of their bunnies. A little 3 month old sable point Holland Lop named Purity. Just a gorgeous little bunny with the sweetest face. They let me hold her and her fur was so soft and ears so silky. They were amazed by how much she liked me, too- she was completely at ease in my arms and grinding her teeth happily (vs from fear) and even lay on her back in my arms. Such a doll! I loved her instantly in a way I haven't loved a pet since Tallulah. She was MY baby. Unfortunately, they sold Purity a couple of days ago to a woman with little kids at home who is going to come pick her up tomorrow. They told me they wished I'd come in earlier because they would have picked me over the other lady, but it is what it is. I feel gutted that the bunny that I love is going home with someone else tomorrow. I don't know what exactly about her was so perfect, but there was something. This may sound ridiculous, but my eyes were tearing up when I had to leave her. They took down my name and phone number in case it falls through with the other person. Is it bad of me to hope it does fall through? If it does, clearly she was meant to be mine! If it doesn't, well, they gave me their phone number and I'm going to call in a few weeks because they're expecting 3 litters in the next couple of weeks. Hopefully I'll find my little baby among them if that's what we end up doing.
Isn't she sweet? I just wanted to share this with you guys because you're bunny folk and I thought maybe someone would understand.
So when we decided to get another Holland Lop, I promised myself that I would wait until I found the perfect one for me- one that seemed to say "I'm yours!" when I looked at it. Well, that happened tonight at the fair- there was a young Holland Lop breeder and her mother there. They had about 10 Hollands entered, all different colors. I talked to them for a few minutes and really liked them, and they seemed to really like me. They even offered me one of their rabbits that they hadn't intended on selling. The bunny was very sweet- a 4 month old black otter doe- and of course I liked her, but I didn't feel that connection.
Then I saw another of their bunnies. A little 3 month old sable point Holland Lop named Purity. Just a gorgeous little bunny with the sweetest face. They let me hold her and her fur was so soft and ears so silky. They were amazed by how much she liked me, too- she was completely at ease in my arms and grinding her teeth happily (vs from fear) and even lay on her back in my arms. Such a doll! I loved her instantly in a way I haven't loved a pet since Tallulah. She was MY baby. Unfortunately, they sold Purity a couple of days ago to a woman with little kids at home who is going to come pick her up tomorrow. They told me they wished I'd come in earlier because they would have picked me over the other lady, but it is what it is. I feel gutted that the bunny that I love is going home with someone else tomorrow. I don't know what exactly about her was so perfect, but there was something. This may sound ridiculous, but my eyes were tearing up when I had to leave her. They took down my name and phone number in case it falls through with the other person. Is it bad of me to hope it does fall through? If it does, clearly she was meant to be mine! If it doesn't, well, they gave me their phone number and I'm going to call in a few weeks because they're expecting 3 litters in the next couple of weeks. Hopefully I'll find my little baby among them if that's what we end up doing.
Isn't she sweet? I just wanted to share this with you guys because you're bunny folk and I thought maybe someone would understand.