BunnySilver
Bella - Owned by Silver
First off, I know that I have already started a blog for Silver before, but I feel like I left out too much of his story. I apologize for this and even though I can not delete the old blog, I thought maybe I could start a new one telling the whole story this time. 
Warning: Long and ranting
The Begining
I had wanted a bunny for a while. Actually, a year and a half to be exact. I researched, and had all the money set aside. The only problem was that being a teenager, I couldn't exactly make that decision without permission from my mom for a few more years. She would tell me all these negatives about owning a bunny, like about how it was going to stink, and what not.
One day in October, we were driving around and were right by our local crappy pet store. I wanted to go in and see if there were any bunnies in there. Sure enough as we walk in, there is a glass open top cage with about 8 young bunnies hopping around inside. As I look around at all of them, I wish that I could save them all and take them home with me, knowing that at a pet store, they will most likely go to live with non rabbit savvy people, or parents thinking that a bunny would be a good pet for their young children.
But, there is one in particular that catches my eyes. I see how tiny he is, with a soft gray coat of fur. I reach my hand down slowly into the cage and pick him up. He is calm in my arms and does not try to jump or escape. I look down at the sign: Blue dwarf, $50. I look down at him. I want him to have a home where he can be loved so much at that moment.
As my mom walks over, she sees me holding him. All I do is look at her. She sighs."How much is this one?" she asks the person walking around. The next thing I know, I'm picking out the biggest cage they have for him, ( which I got ripped off with as it was $150 in the store but only $60 online ) a bag of pellets, a bag of Timothy hay, litter, bedding, a toy, litter box, and a brush. The employee working there takes out a cardboard box with some holes in the sides and plops my new bun inside and closes the lid. I think about how he must be terrified inside that box right then.
As I get into the car, my new bunny sits in the front seat while the large cage is spread betweeen my little brother and I's laps in the back seats. At that moment, nothing could bring me down. I had my little bun that I had wanted for so long finally with me. As I was sitting there, I was thinking about what to name him. I thought that it should have something to do with the color of his soft gray fur. I simply decided to look up 'synonyms for gray' and the first thing that popped up was silver. Hmmm, Silver, I thougt. I like that! So that was what happened the first day I got him and how he got his name.
Warning: Long and ranting
The Begining
I had wanted a bunny for a while. Actually, a year and a half to be exact. I researched, and had all the money set aside. The only problem was that being a teenager, I couldn't exactly make that decision without permission from my mom for a few more years. She would tell me all these negatives about owning a bunny, like about how it was going to stink, and what not.
One day in October, we were driving around and were right by our local crappy pet store. I wanted to go in and see if there were any bunnies in there. Sure enough as we walk in, there is a glass open top cage with about 8 young bunnies hopping around inside. As I look around at all of them, I wish that I could save them all and take them home with me, knowing that at a pet store, they will most likely go to live with non rabbit savvy people, or parents thinking that a bunny would be a good pet for their young children.
But, there is one in particular that catches my eyes. I see how tiny he is, with a soft gray coat of fur. I reach my hand down slowly into the cage and pick him up. He is calm in my arms and does not try to jump or escape. I look down at the sign: Blue dwarf, $50. I look down at him. I want him to have a home where he can be loved so much at that moment.
As my mom walks over, she sees me holding him. All I do is look at her. She sighs."How much is this one?" she asks the person walking around. The next thing I know, I'm picking out the biggest cage they have for him, ( which I got ripped off with as it was $150 in the store but only $60 online ) a bag of pellets, a bag of Timothy hay, litter, bedding, a toy, litter box, and a brush. The employee working there takes out a cardboard box with some holes in the sides and plops my new bun inside and closes the lid. I think about how he must be terrified inside that box right then.
As I get into the car, my new bunny sits in the front seat while the large cage is spread betweeen my little brother and I's laps in the back seats. At that moment, nothing could bring me down. I had my little bun that I had wanted for so long finally with me. As I was sitting there, I was thinking about what to name him. I thought that it should have something to do with the color of his soft gray fur. I simply decided to look up 'synonyms for gray' and the first thing that popped up was silver. Hmmm, Silver, I thougt. I like that! So that was what happened the first day I got him and how he got his name.
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