Bunny Stories

A happy story: someone let a domestic rabbit go at the Arboretum, and the workers caught it and brought it to the Humane Society, where he was named Roger. (I presume after the movie Who Framed Roger Rabbit?) One of the fiddlers in our band volunteers at the Arboretum, so she became interested in Roger’s fate. She tried to talk me into adopting him as a pal for Cashmere, but I had already promised Travalon there would be no more rabbits in our future. Today she sent an email saying Roger has apparently been adopted, since he is no longer listed on the site.

A cute story: my cousin has a rabbit named Bailey and a son who just had a birthday party, so there were lots of balloons all over the house. Bailey loves playing with the balloons so much that my cousin doesn’t have the heart to get rid of them, so she’s just letting them deflate. Apparently Bailey just pushes the balloons around and does not bite them; I saw a hilarious video of a rabbit biting a balloon and then totally wigging out when it popped.

An adventure story: last night we forgot to make sure Cashmere was out on the screened-in porch, so she got to hang out in the living room all night long. Was this exciting for her? It’s hard to tell, but she sure seemed happy this morning, bouncing around the living room. As far as we can tell, she didn’t cause too much damage; there don’t seem to be any chewed-up wires, just a few poops on the floor. Possibly she annoyed Rodney again and he chased her. She never seems to learn that she should leave him alone while he’s trying to sleep. We can’t tell if she approaches him out of curiosity, loneliness (“PLEASE be my friend!!”), or if she’s trying to establish dominance. Knowing Cashmere, it’s probably the last one.

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