Bassetluv
Well-Known Member
For the past few weeks I had been considering getting another rabbit. Ever since Raph's passing I felt this *urge* to seek out another English lop...but the strange thing is, it never felt as though it was something really coming from me. It was like Raph was pushing me, telling me to go out there and find *him*. And so I began looking at breeders in the province, just to see if any E-lops would be available. It was a casual quest at best, but one that I felt compelled to do...I could almost feel Raph's nose nudging me, telling me to do so.
And several weeks ago I found a breeder who had some bunnies that would be going up for sale soon. When he finally posted their photos, there were several to choose from...but one in particular caught my eye right away. He was a little broken cream buck, just over 3 months old, and even though all the other rabbits were gorgeous, there was just something about him. And once again it felt as if Raph were somehow behind this, telling me to keep looking at him...to look at him.
So a few weeks ago I paid for this bunny, and last weekend my sister and I drove down to Toronto to pick him up. It was a combined trip, as I got to visit my son and meet his girlfriend, and then on the way back we went to the breeder's. And there he was...an adorable little guy who oozed sweetness and charm, who seemed both laidback and terrified at the same time, if that's possible. I held him in my arms and could feel the tension in him, yet at the same time I felt enveloped by that wonderful sense of *bunnylove* that all of us here know too well. And so I put him in his carrier and we headed back to Ottawa.
The timing on getting Yofi (yes, that's his name
) couldn't have been better...or worse. For the past three weeks or so I've been feeling ill, and last week things felt much worse...many physical difficulties as well as emotional ones to tag along...and I wondered if getting this little guy was a mistake. Taking on another pet when I was barely taking care of myself...what was I thinking? But all the time I felt that constant urging...that *nudge* from Raph...telling me to go ahead. And now - today - I still don't feel well, but I must admit that Yofi's presence has more than uplifted my spirits. He is such an entertainer! In many ways he is nothing like Raph...where Raph was extremely laid-back and calm, right from the moment he arrived...Yofi is jumpy, wirey, raring to go at the drop of a hat. He hates being held and will flash those huge white feet at the slightest hint of being picked up, though he will settle down once snuggled into arms. He darts from room to room, anxious to make sure he's not missing out on any of the activities and goings-on in the house. And he flips and does binkies, twists and turns, all, I am sure, just to show off those ears.
My only concern I have about Yofi right now is his upper respiratory tract. He's been sneezing off and on...though it does seem to be a dry sneeze. No discharge, no wetness to speak of under his nose. But my concern about that is small; if it keeps up a quick trip to the vet will most certainly take care of things. This guy has a huge appetite, energy to spare, and has quickly claimed his own space in the house. He loves to stretch out in front of the door; the bathroom, for some reason, has filled him with curiosity (how many times have I now walked in there to find the trash bin emptied all over the floor!); and the sofa...well, he seems to think (to my extreme disdain) that he's discovered the world's largest litter box! :nonono:
I've rambled on enough...so without further ado, here he is....my Yofi:
So as odd as it sounds, I do feel as though Raph led the way to Yofi. For what reason, I'm not sure...but Yofi is like a breath of fresh air... with a bit of Jerry Lewis thrown in...
And several weeks ago I found a breeder who had some bunnies that would be going up for sale soon. When he finally posted their photos, there were several to choose from...but one in particular caught my eye right away. He was a little broken cream buck, just over 3 months old, and even though all the other rabbits were gorgeous, there was just something about him. And once again it felt as if Raph were somehow behind this, telling me to keep looking at him...to look at him.
So a few weeks ago I paid for this bunny, and last weekend my sister and I drove down to Toronto to pick him up. It was a combined trip, as I got to visit my son and meet his girlfriend, and then on the way back we went to the breeder's. And there he was...an adorable little guy who oozed sweetness and charm, who seemed both laidback and terrified at the same time, if that's possible. I held him in my arms and could feel the tension in him, yet at the same time I felt enveloped by that wonderful sense of *bunnylove* that all of us here know too well. And so I put him in his carrier and we headed back to Ottawa.
The timing on getting Yofi (yes, that's his name
) couldn't have been better...or worse. For the past three weeks or so I've been feeling ill, and last week things felt much worse...many physical difficulties as well as emotional ones to tag along...and I wondered if getting this little guy was a mistake. Taking on another pet when I was barely taking care of myself...what was I thinking? But all the time I felt that constant urging...that *nudge* from Raph...telling me to go ahead. And now - today - I still don't feel well, but I must admit that Yofi's presence has more than uplifted my spirits. He is such an entertainer! In many ways he is nothing like Raph...where Raph was extremely laid-back and calm, right from the moment he arrived...Yofi is jumpy, wirey, raring to go at the drop of a hat. He hates being held and will flash those huge white feet at the slightest hint of being picked up, though he will settle down once snuggled into arms. He darts from room to room, anxious to make sure he's not missing out on any of the activities and goings-on in the house. And he flips and does binkies, twists and turns, all, I am sure, just to show off those ears.My only concern I have about Yofi right now is his upper respiratory tract. He's been sneezing off and on...though it does seem to be a dry sneeze. No discharge, no wetness to speak of under his nose. But my concern about that is small; if it keeps up a quick trip to the vet will most certainly take care of things. This guy has a huge appetite, energy to spare, and has quickly claimed his own space in the house. He loves to stretch out in front of the door; the bathroom, for some reason, has filled him with curiosity (how many times have I now walked in there to find the trash bin emptied all over the floor!); and the sofa...well, he seems to think (to my extreme disdain) that he's discovered the world's largest litter box! :nonono:
I've rambled on enough...so without further ado, here he is....my Yofi:
So as odd as it sounds, I do feel as though Raph led the way to Yofi. For what reason, I'm not sure...but Yofi is like a breath of fresh air... with a bit of Jerry Lewis thrown in...
