On the right is a picture and dedication to Coale. My sweet little mini lop that went to the Rainbow Bridge. I had this sweet little bun for years. She was so wonderful and always chewing up some cord.
Coale, you will always have a piece of my heart. You looking at me with such sweet innocence, knowing that the cord you just ate was something important but knowing I would not even squirt you with the water bottle. Your passing was heart-breaking and like the others before you a part of me is gone. A part of me will always miss you and wish I could give you ear rubs and nose bumps again. Until we meet again little one enjoy your binkies, and flops at the Rainbow Bridge. Yes, we will meet again, keep looking I will join you and my other fur babies one day.
It has been a week since I lost little Coale and writing this has not gotten any easier. I freaking hate losing one of my babies. Yes, I know they have fur but that does not mean anything to me. They are my babies, a part of my heart, my soul and at one time they were a reason to live for me.
Almost 20 years ago my ex husband gave me a bunny but my love for them started out as a child. Growing up on a farm a child learns about life and death early. The learning about life was so joyful. Each and every spring during the first cutting of the hay (alfalfa, Sudan, fescue, clover) he would jump off the tractor and catch me a wild bunny. I would have my shoe box waiting with holes punched in the top and site. Fresh picked grass and a carrot if we had been to the grocery store. This was something I looked forward to.
The joy of seeing and petting this bunny. Knowing that I had a few short hours before sun down. Come sundown the wild bunny had to be let go. No keeping anything wild in captivity. No matter how much I wanted that little baby, no matter the tears cried while letting him go, no matter for the breaking heart. My grandfather told me if I kept something wild it would not live. His words “Something that was born free in the wild, would not know how to live being confined. Let the little bunny go at sundown and come next year you might just hold one of their little babies”. So the little bunny was let go in the family garden.
I am sure my father never knew the love and years that little catch each spring would bring so much love. A love I still carry to this day over 30 years later.
After losing Coale her bonded mate CupCake has been lost. Bunnies are very social they need to be inside a house with humans not confined to the back yard in a a little cage. All my bunnies have been in my house and I have the teeth marks on furniture and baseboards to prove it.
I swear CupCake is giving me a look asking why I need another picture of her. I have hundreds, but she was so cute just sitting there. She has a favorite spot in my office. Does not matter what when she is out she always goes to stretch out next to my rocking chair in front of the curio cabinet.
CupCake is very loving, she was always grooming on Coale. She needed to give love, did not matter if the love was not returned. She does not go around the cats and after a nip or two from her the cat stay away. I never let her run free when any of the dogs are in. I have baby gates and x-pen panels that can be placed in doorways, but barriers can be broken. She can see the dogs thru her x-pen but they are not really interested in her. They my walk over and sniff but she has nipped at them before so she was lonely. I know she was. Goes back to bunnies are social, they need interaction with other bunnies (only if spayed or neutered) they need interaction with humans. Sadly humans can only provide so much interaction. Bunnies need another bunny. Simple as that.
Yes, I know I am dragging out this road trip adventure. The good thing is the adventure is next.
In early June there is a 400 mile Yard Sale across the state of Kentucky. This starts in Paducah, Kentucky and goes to Maysville Kentucky on Highway 68/80. Yes this is the adventure. A wonderful time to see the state, meet people and buy stuff you do not need. Going to this is not something I do each year. But decided to go at least one day this year. Since I live on a side road off from highway 68/80 I have the option of picking the direction I wanted to travel.
Leaving my house we (my ex traveled along) go right (north toward Bowling Green, Kentucky). We stop at most we see. If the people mainly had clothing we did not stop. Clothing is not something either one of us need. But we were prepared, I knew I would find a bunny. I knew I would come home with a little fur baby. We really had not found anything we could not live without. I found a flower I had not heard about before (Widow’s Tears) and I picked up a couple of pet bowls. Since a pet owner can never have to many pet bowls I always pick these up when I see them.
I did find several old lard kettles, but was not going to pay $175 for one. I did pick up an old cask iron skillet #8. It looks like someone kept putting it in the dishwasher but a little oil and baking it will bring it back and be great for frying or baking.
We arrive on the outskirts of Bowling Green. My ex was driving and slowed down. I almost told him to drive on, but my eyes quickly saw the top of two little ears. I tell him there is a bunny you have to stop. Stop, I say there is a bunny. He looks over and tell me to calm down he was stopping and just give him a minute. Well I have the door open and trying to get out before he has fully stopped. With all the storms happening the knee I broken is causing lots of pain. I am using my cane to walk. My ex comes running around to help me, and I tell him to go and get me that bunny I would hobble (yes I hobble or limp when I walk). He goes over and sees the bunny and it seems like I would never make it over to see the fur baby.
Yes, I ending up coming home with a new fur baby and hopefully a mate for CupCake. I also told that woman off. Sadly she had no idea that Easter bunnies do not live out the year after purchase. I so wanted to smack her upside the head and ask her what world she was living in. Oh, come on. Over 90% of the people that purchase a bunny place them in the back yard to live. The out of site out of mind approach here and I wonder how many people forget to even feed the bunny. A bunny cannot take heat above 72 degree, or the extreme cold. They can be scared to death. Most bunnies like this end up living on a wire bottom cage. Bunnies to not have pads on their feet like a dog or cat. So them they get sore hocks, red paws, infected, lost fur. Then they will be prone to fly strike. This is not something I will explain. Feel free to Google this for any explanation just be warned it is a very nasty, gruesome, ugly disease that will kill any animal with in a few days to a week. I could go on about a bunny living in a cage but will stop here. For more information about owning a bunny please visit the House Rabbit Society.
So meet my new fur baby and hopefully CupCakes new boyfriend. Brownie.
Oh yes, Cupcake is pissed off at me right now she would not even accept a treat from me. Her normal 8 x 8 foot sleeping area has been made smaller to 4 x 4 foot. She has also gave little Brownie the bunny butt. Brownie keeps trying to be friends but CupCake has hopped away.
Currently they are separated because CupCake is female and Brownie is a male. No chance of having babies but CupCake is so much larger than Brownie and they need time to get use to each other be for being introduced without something in between protecting them.
Welcome to my home Brownie. We are so glad to have you. Yes, I already love you little man