A day in the life of a rabbit. Have you ever wondered what it might be like? I sure have. I know what they do, what they eat, how they act, there moods, and so on, but what would it really feel like? Would you be miserable, happy you could sleep all day if you wanted, or maybe something else? Think about it though, is changing places with your pet, (in a fantasy type world), a good idea?
Let's say you got to change places for a day. You are laying in a pile of hay, on your back with your paws stuck outward and feeling like a king or queen of the bunny world. So relaxing! Then, you get an itch on your back and you can't reach it. Oh crap! You rub and rub your back against the cage but the itch is still there. Misery! Your owner comes in and see's you are acting funny and thinks you are either hungry or need some love, like most owners do and think. You wag your butt at your owner hoping he or she will scratch your itch, but no, they instead insert a pile of food into your feeding bin that looks more like rabbit poop than what you were used to eating. You poke your nose up at your owner begging for a scratch of relief and all you get is a tap on the head a few times, then he/she walks way. You are screwed as your itch is still there!
You continue your scratching against the cage, wagging your butt harder and harder trying to reach the itch, but all it is doing is getting the attention of the other rabbits and they could care less about your itch. lol You stop and take notice of the other rabbits staring at you, most with that rabbit gleam in there eyes, and now you know you are really up a creek without a paddle. First the itch, now a bunch of, let's say...horny...rabbits wanting you.
It's not looking to well now, now is it? lol Do you really want to be your pet? I doubt it. I mean, what would you do if in that position? Think about it the next time you might want to be your pet for a day. Imagine mosquitoes, fleas, and ticks having a field day in your fur. The thought of it gives me shivers.
If I had to put a "moral to a story" here, it would be to scratch and love your pet all over and not a couple pats only on there head. They can't speak and I know they have itches they can't reach, like many of my cats, and when I scratch them all over, they love it and give me love back, just as my rabbits do. Make there day with some much needed love and you will be rewarded.
Happy Trails
Showing posts with label Rabbit Stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rabbit Stories. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Friday, May 7, 2010
Rabbit in La-La Land
This was written by a friend over on the House Rabbit Society's website and I wanted to share it here with everyone, mainly with Caryn, as this story reminded me of what your bunny was doing while you were away. lol Not that it's funny when a bunny rips up your carpet and puts you further in debt, but this story from the rabbits point of view is very funny.
Rabbit in La-La Land
Written by Helen Weiss
Hello, I'm Wabbit, and I own two lovely humans--Sotos and Helen. We all live in a comfortable apartment with a balcony which I also own. When Helen brought me home four years ago I was just a dainty little dame. I let my humans know right away that I was feisty and curious, and with a few exceptions I have always been given free reign of our living room.
When I was young, I gave Helen and Sotos plenty of work around the house. I kept Sotos busy patching carpets and repairing phone cords. For some reason they were constantly devising techniques to prevent me from doing my work. I took great joy in outsmarting them. Oh, I liked chewing on the little pieces of wood bought for me, but nothing was more fun than digging up the carpet or jumping on desks and bureaus to chew up papers and clothes.
I'll never forget the time they tried to prevent me from hopping on the bed. You see, the bed was rabbit heaven: soft blankets and pillows good for hours of cuddling. The only problem was that the blanket and sheets were without holes and required some work on my part. Strangely, Helen and Sotos couldn't see the value in sheets with hundreds of holes. They seemed embarrassed to hang such sheets on the line.
The humans tried draping a barrier of fabric from the ceiling and tucking it under the mattress. To them it looked formidable, but when they were asleep or away, I just untucked the drapery with my wonderful teeth and went about my shredding business. They got irritated and took turns shooing me off the bed, but as far as I was concerned they slept too much--and there was work to be done. Five- foot board barriers were next. That was easy. Using the nightstand as a springboard, I jumped over the boards and landed plop in the middle of the bed.
In my mature years I give Sotos and Helen less work. I still teach slow people the right way to play Scrabble, but whereas I used to flip their racks into the air, sending their tiles flying into a real scrabble, today I am content with gently lifting the corner of the board. I have even stopped chewing on the phone and electric cords. Mellowness, though, has not diminished the amount of love, licking and laughter that I give.
All in all I am happy and healthy, and gets lots of attention. I do wonder what life would be like if I shared it with a long-eared short-tailed darling. I daydream about bunny love in my spare time--on breaks from my busy schedule.
Rabbit in La-La Land
Written by Helen Weiss
Hello, I'm Wabbit, and I own two lovely humans--Sotos and Helen. We all live in a comfortable apartment with a balcony which I also own. When Helen brought me home four years ago I was just a dainty little dame. I let my humans know right away that I was feisty and curious, and with a few exceptions I have always been given free reign of our living room.
When I was young, I gave Helen and Sotos plenty of work around the house. I kept Sotos busy patching carpets and repairing phone cords. For some reason they were constantly devising techniques to prevent me from doing my work. I took great joy in outsmarting them. Oh, I liked chewing on the little pieces of wood bought for me, but nothing was more fun than digging up the carpet or jumping on desks and bureaus to chew up papers and clothes.
I'll never forget the time they tried to prevent me from hopping on the bed. You see, the bed was rabbit heaven: soft blankets and pillows good for hours of cuddling. The only problem was that the blanket and sheets were without holes and required some work on my part. Strangely, Helen and Sotos couldn't see the value in sheets with hundreds of holes. They seemed embarrassed to hang such sheets on the line.
The humans tried draping a barrier of fabric from the ceiling and tucking it under the mattress. To them it looked formidable, but when they were asleep or away, I just untucked the drapery with my wonderful teeth and went about my shredding business. They got irritated and took turns shooing me off the bed, but as far as I was concerned they slept too much--and there was work to be done. Five- foot board barriers were next. That was easy. Using the nightstand as a springboard, I jumped over the boards and landed plop in the middle of the bed.
In my mature years I give Sotos and Helen less work. I still teach slow people the right way to play Scrabble, but whereas I used to flip their racks into the air, sending their tiles flying into a real scrabble, today I am content with gently lifting the corner of the board. I have even stopped chewing on the phone and electric cords. Mellowness, though, has not diminished the amount of love, licking and laughter that I give.
All in all I am happy and healthy, and gets lots of attention. I do wonder what life would be like if I shared it with a long-eared short-tailed darling. I daydream about bunny love in my spare time--on breaks from my busy schedule.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Bunny Babysitter
This is very interesting.
I was in class today and my phone buzzed. That never happens when I'm in class, as I keep it on in case of an emergency. When I saw who the call was from, I immediately asked my teacher if I could be excused, which she gladly said I could be. I called the person back expecting bad news, but was asked a question instead. I was very relieved nothing bad had happened, but I did question why I was called during class as this person knew I was in class. To make this shorter, I was asked if I could babysit a mans rabbits while he went out of town for an emergency. I said, "what? you called me to ask that?" It turns out the man who wanted his rabbits cared for while out of town needed an answer now, so my caller considered that an emergency. Ok, well whatever, that's not an emergency to me, but I did tell him I would care for his rabbits if only he either brought them to me or I would pick them up.
It turns out the man wanted me to come to his house each day while he was gone and care for them, and I told him I couldn't do that. He offered to pay me triple to do it and I still told him I couldn't do that. I don't go to strangers houses or anyones place of residence for that matter while they are out of town for a couple of reasons, which I told him, but he about begged me to do it for him. I don't think he understood what NO meant. I don't have the time to go all over town feeding rabbits. Bringing them to me or me picking them up to be cared for is much easier, as everything I need to care for them is right here. Finally, he agreed to drop them off after much debate. I understand his concern for them, but he has to understand my schedule too. Anyways, 5 more rabbits will be joining us for the next 10 days or so as guests. I will have to put them in our holding area so no one gives them away. lol
Happy trails!
I was in class today and my phone buzzed. That never happens when I'm in class, as I keep it on in case of an emergency. When I saw who the call was from, I immediately asked my teacher if I could be excused, which she gladly said I could be. I called the person back expecting bad news, but was asked a question instead. I was very relieved nothing bad had happened, but I did question why I was called during class as this person knew I was in class. To make this shorter, I was asked if I could babysit a mans rabbits while he went out of town for an emergency. I said, "what? you called me to ask that?" It turns out the man who wanted his rabbits cared for while out of town needed an answer now, so my caller considered that an emergency. Ok, well whatever, that's not an emergency to me, but I did tell him I would care for his rabbits if only he either brought them to me or I would pick them up.
It turns out the man wanted me to come to his house each day while he was gone and care for them, and I told him I couldn't do that. He offered to pay me triple to do it and I still told him I couldn't do that. I don't go to strangers houses or anyones place of residence for that matter while they are out of town for a couple of reasons, which I told him, but he about begged me to do it for him. I don't think he understood what NO meant. I don't have the time to go all over town feeding rabbits. Bringing them to me or me picking them up to be cared for is much easier, as everything I need to care for them is right here. Finally, he agreed to drop them off after much debate. I understand his concern for them, but he has to understand my schedule too. Anyways, 5 more rabbits will be joining us for the next 10 days or so as guests. I will have to put them in our holding area so no one gives them away. lol
Happy trails!
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