SunnyCait
Well-Known Member
As some of you know I lost my boy Mary Jane yesterday. On top of that, I've had a lot of... let's call it drama... in the past week. Last night I totally lost it. A screaming, sobbing kind of lost it.
But life goes on. We (my wife, our friend, and I) had to run to the Farm and Home a few towns over for calf bottles. I didn't plan on being acosted with three giant stock tanks full of baby rabbits. Then it dawned on me, next weekend is Easter weekend. Of course they would have oodles of them, waiting to be bought as a novelty TOY for stupid children. And I just lost it again. Here were beautiful, loving, sweet rabbits, all waiting for some stupid person to come along, buy it, and ultimately neglect or dump it somewhere when they were tired of it. And here I just lost a rabbit I loved for very much and gave the utmost care to.How was that fair?? I went out to the car and my wife comes out with me... And asks why don't I just get one then? If life was going to be so hard for them (statistically at least) then why don't I take one home?And I snapped. I did it. I walked in there, stuck my hand in the stock tank full of tiny tan bunnies, and waited for one to pick me. One did. Then I felt bad and I set him back down in the pen, walked away. Then went back, stuck my hand in again. Same bunny came over to my hand and sniffed it inquisitively. I scooped him up and there was no way I was putting him back down again. At the same time my friend picked out a baby to take home for her autistic step son, who ADORES my rabbits. I had said at least twice before how a rabbit would be a good thing for him, could only help. I also think she was bothered by my "poor soon to be neglected bunnies" speech... *shakes head at self* So technically we bought two bunnies from them.
I was weak, and then enabled... And unable to resist. It was naughty. It goes against what I believe in... And I did it anyway. A part of me still feels ashamed... But at the same time, I understand why I did it. I only hope no one is too quick to judge me.
We named mine Stir-Fry, and she named hers Ralph (despite the suspect of it beinga girl). Right now they are both home with me, until tomorrow when I get them all set up to take Ralph home full time.
Not sure WHAT Stir-Fry is... The sign on his tanksaid mini-rex and mini-lop, but I don't think he's either of those. Also no clue on age, young. I'm pretty sure Ralph is too young to be away from mom so he's going to be under a tight guard.
Stir-Fry
Kisses
And Ralph
But life goes on. We (my wife, our friend, and I) had to run to the Farm and Home a few towns over for calf bottles. I didn't plan on being acosted with three giant stock tanks full of baby rabbits. Then it dawned on me, next weekend is Easter weekend. Of course they would have oodles of them, waiting to be bought as a novelty TOY for stupid children. And I just lost it again. Here were beautiful, loving, sweet rabbits, all waiting for some stupid person to come along, buy it, and ultimately neglect or dump it somewhere when they were tired of it. And here I just lost a rabbit I loved for very much and gave the utmost care to.How was that fair?? I went out to the car and my wife comes out with me... And asks why don't I just get one then? If life was going to be so hard for them (statistically at least) then why don't I take one home?And I snapped. I did it. I walked in there, stuck my hand in the stock tank full of tiny tan bunnies, and waited for one to pick me. One did. Then I felt bad and I set him back down in the pen, walked away. Then went back, stuck my hand in again. Same bunny came over to my hand and sniffed it inquisitively. I scooped him up and there was no way I was putting him back down again. At the same time my friend picked out a baby to take home for her autistic step son, who ADORES my rabbits. I had said at least twice before how a rabbit would be a good thing for him, could only help. I also think she was bothered by my "poor soon to be neglected bunnies" speech... *shakes head at self* So technically we bought two bunnies from them.
I was weak, and then enabled... And unable to resist. It was naughty. It goes against what I believe in... And I did it anyway. A part of me still feels ashamed... But at the same time, I understand why I did it. I only hope no one is too quick to judge me.
We named mine Stir-Fry, and she named hers Ralph (despite the suspect of it beinga girl). Right now they are both home with me, until tomorrow when I get them all set up to take Ralph home full time.
Not sure WHAT Stir-Fry is... The sign on his tanksaid mini-rex and mini-lop, but I don't think he's either of those. Also no clue on age, young. I'm pretty sure Ralph is too young to be away from mom so he's going to be under a tight guard.
Stir-Fry
Kisses
And Ralph