Rebecca and Ghirardelli have been approved to be therapy rabbits! Bunnies in baskets is a non-profit organization that helps to educate rabbit handlers on how to have successful interactions with people in a therapeutic setting. We go to the Chester County Senior Center to visit. Everyone has such a great time. Joshua went with us on our first visit to take photos.
People light up when they see the bunnies in the basket. Surprise and joy flow across their face. They share stories of rabbits they have known in their lives. Becky just melts into people soaking up all the love. Gary is such a clown and loves to entertain. I have started to bring his rattle because people find it so funny when he tosses it around and then looks at them all cheeky.
After Cinderella passed Houdini went into a deep depression. He would lay in the door to their burrow with his chin on the floor. He wouldn’t eat, drink, or groom himself. I was worried we would lose him in days if we didn’t do something. I looked at petfinder and we found a couple big beautiful ladies looking for a man.
Pepper and Sophie were abandoned when they grew too large and the children grew bored. Who would get a New Zealand/Flemish GIANT if they wanted a small rabbit? Houdini met Pepper first. There was no love there, Houdini nipped at her. Then we tried her sister, Sophie. Everything changed instantly! He started to groom himself and slid right up to her. They bonded right away.
Sophie is a very opinionated girl, I love her sassyness! If the cats get too close she grunts and charges at them. If I pick her up for hugs she grunts at me too, I just kiss her nose which makes her madder. She will settle on my lap for 30 minutes or so before demanding to romp. I’m very happy that she no longer finches when I pet her ears. I think she had some bad experiences with people so it took a while for her to trust. She got her middle name because she loves to buzz around the living room like a bee, sniffing this and chinning that.
She gave me a little scare. It took two weeks to get her in for her spay. Two days before she started nesting! Turns out it was a false pregnancy since Houdini is neutered. Thank goodness!
I have been avoiding this post, and by extension, my blog for a while now. Cinderella got sick in January. She started with head tilt and rolling. We did two weeks of injectable antibiotics, sub q fluids, probiotic, and lots of TLC. She recovered, but relapsed two weeks later. She started to have seizures that we could not bring under control. Her last day I held her all day, praying for the drugs to work. She only came out of it three times, each less than a minute. I had to make the horrible choice to let her go. Houdini was by her side the whole time and I held her as she slipped over the rainbow bridge. She now sits on the bookshelf in the bunroom.
Photos of her time with us and how far my little girl came, she was so chubby!
Bonding with Becky never really worked after we came home for HRS. So then we brought home Houdini, the love of her life.
The tortoise and the hare photo is one of my favorites.
My former Easter bunny’s last Easter photo shoot.
These are from Cinderella’s last week. If only I knew….
Binky free my baby girl. Indiana Bunns is waiting for you at the rainbow bridge to show you where the best nomms are. No more bunny weight watchers for you, eat all the carrots you want. Mommy and Houdini will always love and miss you.
Have you ever had a day that was super productive and everything was flowing? That was yesterday, I was ON! There was a lot to do so the adrenalin was flowing and my mind was swift. I accomplished so much, worked until midnight to get a project out to Europe on time.
Today I hit the wall and the fibro fog has settled in. I wanted to cry when the alarm clock went off. I managed to get to work with a little detour to WaWa for the best coffee ever. On a morning like this a little hazelnut coffee is a cup of heaven. I shouldn’t be drinking caffeine anymore with surgery coming up, but I’m working on weaning off the magical juice.
I still have much to get done, but my mind is so very slow. It’s hard to put sentences together let alone figure out what to do next on complex projects. I think today will be a day of doing basic tasks that I don’t have to think too hard about. That’s one of the best parts of my job, the variety. I have some very complex tasks that keep me engaged and enjoying my work. I also have some brain-dead zombie action that just has to get done. It’s flexible, within reason, when the tasks are done so I can plan according to my fibro symptoms.
At least I have some good music to listen to. Katy Perry may be a bit silly, but it is up beat and it helps me keep pushing forward. Ok, “I kissed a girl, and I liked it…….” starts to sing and gets back to work…..
In a home containing both rabbits and turtles there comes a time where recreating “the tortoise and the hare” becomes mandatory. I think it was a 6 way tie. Everyone had fun and enjoyed the snacks between the pictures.