Ethel has the heart of an explorer and the elusiveness of Houdini (we call her Bundini). Here, she is at one of her usual haunts, the gate that is one limit to their territory. I'd wager she's nibbling the bars. She has been the mastermind of earlier escapes (as documented in this blog), but so far, this gate has frustrated her mightily. Sorry, Ethel. Some of the prior escape posts: The Mastermind of The Great Escape -- Ethel?!? Bundinis - Lucy and Ethel demonstrate escape skills (video)
Their favorite treat, a Probios is served (for whatever reason) at 9pm. If I miss the time, Bunya will stare at me from the floor, using his mind meld to communicate his message. If I am too absorbed in my book, then he hops up on the sofa next to my recliner, where I have to see him, and repeats the stare.
Bunya is shedding. Sometimes, he sports a little chevron that migrates from his nose up his face. This time, a "lightning bolt" just appeared. I keep waiting for him to wave around an apple-wood stick and emit "Treatsium maximus!"
Bunya is on an all hay diet to make sure he's on the road to recovering from his recent stomach blockage. This will likely be his future forever diet.
Well, that means poor little Miss Ethel is on an all hay diet, too.
But I try to sneak her some pellets when Mr. B is not around. In this case, Bunya was off in the hay cube box and Ethel was playing in their cardboard "warren" under the kitchen table. Ethel now knows that if I tap on a certain door, I am prepared to offer her some pellets or a treat Bunya can't have.
When this video starts, Ethel has finished the first course of pellets but is still hanging out hoping for more. Of course, I caved in and provide more pellets for her surreptitious enjoyment (about 20-ish seconds in). Still love watching bunnies chew.
This was when Bunya had to take a mid-day dose of his meds. We've cut back to twice a day now. Anywho, I would run home from the office, zoom in to draw the meds and dose him through his pen fence. He was so excited he'd be jumping on the fence. He knew - a treat follows. Then I dashed back to work.
Real, live pet bunnies are a commitment for 10-12 years or more. They need companionship, unlimited hay and fresh water, vet care, toys, hidey places, a bunny-proofed environment, and lots of space to run around and exercise (in your house) for at least 4-5 hours a day.
Pet bunnies are cute, fragile and expensive.
They poop (a lot), chew wood and wires, and may not like to be picked up or to cuddle.
If you really want a bunny (or better, a bonded pair), educate yourself (like at an HRS Bunny 101 and 201 course).
Then adopt - don't shop.
To learn about bunnies and local HRS chapters: www.rabbit.org
As for Easter, get a stuffed bunny toy or candy bunny. A live animal is not an impulse purchase or to be ignored, abandoned or thrown out after the kids lose interest. For many reasons, a rabbit needs an adult to care for it and to supervise children around it.
Bunya has started to squeak and grunt when eating. This is a fairly recent development. A prior bunny, Alice, used to "growl"; her little motor was running all the time (a little ruby-eyed white, Alice did not like to be picked up but once you did, her little body melted into you). Other than Alice, we have not encountered "verbal" bunnies.
Turn sound up and listen. Filter out the crunching sounds of a small piece of Probios he was munching as a treat for taking his meds. He sounds like he needs WD-40. If this is indicative of any bunny condition or illness, please let me know.
Cindy deRosier, one of our Rabbit Ramblings contributors, sent me links to her annual Bunny Week craft posts. You may want to check these out before the holiday. Have fun! (The titles are the links.) Bunny Week, Day 1: Bunny Lunch