Monty's Human
Alpha Buck
So, having gone from one bunny who was recalcitrant about coming out even for food, and would typically only pop out to carry whatever I was offering him back to his lair (which caused a great deal of mirth, I must confess, and I fear wounded his pride!) I now have two bonded bunnies and they both. follow me. everywhere.
How do other people cope with this?! I can't walk! I can't move! I swung my desk chair around a moment ago and ended up with two bunnies trying to climb my legs looking for treats and strokes. Every time I walk into and out of a room they try and follow me and if I dare to stand still for more than a few seconds one of them will come haring up, quickly followed by the other, to pin me into place and blackmail me into feeding them.
Don't get me wrong, I absolutely adore it I love having two such happy bunnies who clearly know me for the soft touch I am! But I don't always spot them in time, and a couple of times they've nearly brought me over. I've also caught them a couple of times, and I don't want to accidentally hurt them (I don't think it helps that I then feel so guilty I give them each a treat to apologise. I swear Monty knows this and deliberately tries to get too much underfoot!) Do you ever get used to walking with rabbits dogging your every footstep? Are there any good secret tips for stopping them getting quite so hyper by me uncrossing and recrossing my legs? Or am I now signed up to a life of illicit treat dealing to buy my freedom?
How do other people cope with this?! I can't walk! I can't move! I swung my desk chair around a moment ago and ended up with two bunnies trying to climb my legs looking for treats and strokes. Every time I walk into and out of a room they try and follow me and if I dare to stand still for more than a few seconds one of them will come haring up, quickly followed by the other, to pin me into place and blackmail me into feeding them.
Don't get me wrong, I absolutely adore it I love having two such happy bunnies who clearly know me for the soft touch I am! But I don't always spot them in time, and a couple of times they've nearly brought me over. I've also caught them a couple of times, and I don't want to accidentally hurt them (I don't think it helps that I then feel so guilty I give them each a treat to apologise. I swear Monty knows this and deliberately tries to get too much underfoot!) Do you ever get used to walking with rabbits dogging your every footstep? Are there any good secret tips for stopping them getting quite so hyper by me uncrossing and recrossing my legs? Or am I now signed up to a life of illicit treat dealing to buy my freedom?