geekgirl101
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How old are they? What breed type are they? These are the questions I should've asked at their temporary stay in Pet Smart where I bought them, but I totally forgot after waiting 40 minutes for a single person to notice I was interested in purchasing a pair of rabbits and not just going aww at them. Luckily though I learned they were both female and had been spayed but were still requiring vaccinations. I was supposed to get a free health check but living 2 towns away and having no means of transport except either a bus or a car at weekends when my husband was free meant that I couldn't arrange for one any time soon, and the following weekend I was going to be out all day which put more pressure on us. We were gonna have to miss out on the free check and arrange one with a local vet instead.
Their first day here they were terribly nervous as they came out of their boxes into the hallway. They cautiously sniffed around, bobbing their heads up and down and sniffing everything in sight. They always kept an arms-length distance from me, staring at me with their eyes wide open showing the whites at the sides of their eyes, then dashing off to hide inside the big cardboard tunnel I made for them. Bonding wasn't going to happen today.
Day 2 and me and Tony (my husband) realised we used far too much sawdust for the floor of their cage. Half of it was on the floor and the low table the cage was on. They glared at us from a corner of their cage, their backs to us. Neither of us could speak rabbit so we didn't know that this was their way of telling us to get lost.
Once they were out on the floor though it was a different story. They immediately shot back and forth up and down the hallway, in and out of both tunnels. Each passing moment they got more and more used to their surroundings. One of them even started doing funny little kicks in the air. Whilst they were busy nudging toys and dashing up and down the hallway I was busy in the next room adjusting their dig box as it was too tall and with another cardboard box I built them a "rabbit chapel." I stuffed some hay inside and put in their food bowl and they immediately took a liking to it.
I sat down in the doorway watching them dashing around, stopping to snuggle together, grooming each other, eating inside the little rabbit chapel. One of them got a little daring and approached me, sniffing my knee. I put my hand nearby and it dashed off, but then came back again to sniff the hand and then dashed off again. It was slow progress but none-the-less progress.
Hours ticked by and just watching them was wearing me out. Every few hours I had to keep sweeping up their poopies onto a small brushpan and dropping them into their litter box. They constantly kept inspecting me, sniffing my hands, feet and knees, and rushing off again. They got more and more daring each time, sometimes putting their paws on my legs to look over me. Eventually curiosity took over and they jumped over my legs and started to investigate the living room. Me and Tony were worried that the number of cables in this room would be too irresistable for tiny teeth as the room was not yet bunny proof, so whenever they approached the cables we slowly walked over and would wave a hand over them if they took interest in one. This and the constant poopie scooping made it a very exhausting night for me.
Day 3 and the bunnies are struggling a little less when it comes to getting them out of the cage. Last night was bad though, the little one is the big kicker and left a couple of nasty scratches on my chest as she struggled for freedom. We still haven't come up with names yet, I've been referring to them temporarily as Flopsie and Mopsie but I haven't yet assigned the names to any particular one. The bigger girl is more adventurous than the little one and they often do things together, also the rabbit language she shows me tends to be "you're not a nice person" but she has braved approaching me, even so close as to letting me touch an ear or her nose for a second. The smaller one hates my guts though and kicks like crazy when I try to pick her up. I may end up calling them something like Kick and Lara, even though Kick is a boy's name.
Today they've braved the stairs and gone all the way up to the top landing. They've been up here for some time now, relaxing with a couple of chew toys nearby. I had to clear the lower shelf of the book stands here as they started chewing on the books and I pushed a large vase into a corner one of them began digging at. They seem pretty content, just laying there together peacefully. The little one (Kick) doesn't have her back to me tonight, maybe that's a good sign. Lara just spread her back legs out and is just enjoying the luxury. I can hear a gurgling sound coming from one of them, like trapped air escaping. I was hearing it yesterday too, perhaps this new food is giving one of them an icky tummy. I should get them to have a checkup with a vet asap to make sure they're healthy bunnies and hopefully learn of their age and get them vaccinated.
Their first day here they were terribly nervous as they came out of their boxes into the hallway. They cautiously sniffed around, bobbing their heads up and down and sniffing everything in sight. They always kept an arms-length distance from me, staring at me with their eyes wide open showing the whites at the sides of their eyes, then dashing off to hide inside the big cardboard tunnel I made for them. Bonding wasn't going to happen today.
Day 2 and me and Tony (my husband) realised we used far too much sawdust for the floor of their cage. Half of it was on the floor and the low table the cage was on. They glared at us from a corner of their cage, their backs to us. Neither of us could speak rabbit so we didn't know that this was their way of telling us to get lost.
Once they were out on the floor though it was a different story. They immediately shot back and forth up and down the hallway, in and out of both tunnels. Each passing moment they got more and more used to their surroundings. One of them even started doing funny little kicks in the air. Whilst they were busy nudging toys and dashing up and down the hallway I was busy in the next room adjusting their dig box as it was too tall and with another cardboard box I built them a "rabbit chapel." I stuffed some hay inside and put in their food bowl and they immediately took a liking to it.
I sat down in the doorway watching them dashing around, stopping to snuggle together, grooming each other, eating inside the little rabbit chapel. One of them got a little daring and approached me, sniffing my knee. I put my hand nearby and it dashed off, but then came back again to sniff the hand and then dashed off again. It was slow progress but none-the-less progress.
Hours ticked by and just watching them was wearing me out. Every few hours I had to keep sweeping up their poopies onto a small brushpan and dropping them into their litter box. They constantly kept inspecting me, sniffing my hands, feet and knees, and rushing off again. They got more and more daring each time, sometimes putting their paws on my legs to look over me. Eventually curiosity took over and they jumped over my legs and started to investigate the living room. Me and Tony were worried that the number of cables in this room would be too irresistable for tiny teeth as the room was not yet bunny proof, so whenever they approached the cables we slowly walked over and would wave a hand over them if they took interest in one. This and the constant poopie scooping made it a very exhausting night for me.
Day 3 and the bunnies are struggling a little less when it comes to getting them out of the cage. Last night was bad though, the little one is the big kicker and left a couple of nasty scratches on my chest as she struggled for freedom. We still haven't come up with names yet, I've been referring to them temporarily as Flopsie and Mopsie but I haven't yet assigned the names to any particular one. The bigger girl is more adventurous than the little one and they often do things together, also the rabbit language she shows me tends to be "you're not a nice person" but she has braved approaching me, even so close as to letting me touch an ear or her nose for a second. The smaller one hates my guts though and kicks like crazy when I try to pick her up. I may end up calling them something like Kick and Lara, even though Kick is a boy's name.
Today they've braved the stairs and gone all the way up to the top landing. They've been up here for some time now, relaxing with a couple of chew toys nearby. I had to clear the lower shelf of the book stands here as they started chewing on the books and I pushed a large vase into a corner one of them began digging at. They seem pretty content, just laying there together peacefully. The little one (Kick) doesn't have her back to me tonight, maybe that's a good sign. Lara just spread her back legs out and is just enjoying the luxury. I can hear a gurgling sound coming from one of them, like trapped air escaping. I was hearing it yesterday too, perhaps this new food is giving one of them an icky tummy. I should get them to have a checkup with a vet asap to make sure they're healthy bunnies and hopefully learn of their age and get them vaccinated.
