Hi Fly, my Rumble-y, Tumble-y Bunny.
I’m so, so sorry that it’s taken me so long to do this. I’m so sorry. It’s not that I don’t care. Believe me. I care so much I just can’t deal with it. But I have to do this, for you.
I remember first seeing you at the RSPCA, shortly before my first break. You guys were a bunch of fluff balls.
I met 7 of you initially (in July 2010), but then you lost Wingnut, so I then met all six of you boys. You used to be called Chestnut, which totally never suited you.
You were incredibly skinny, and really just a head.
You weren’t thriving, along with ‘Walnut’ and ‘Cashew’ (who eventually became Hay Monster and Little). Originally Walnut and Cashew were due to go to Liz, at Rainbow Rabbits, but then the RSPCA separated the three of you to help all three of you thrive. It didn’t work and it wasn’t long before you all came to me. You came here on the 25th November 2010. Thankfully, it didn’t take long before you did start to thrive.
You moved inside and, once you started thriving and developing, all your hormones came, you were neutered and you all fell out shortly after. You were 5 months old at this point, and had only been with me two weeks. We were in dire straits, really, with three extra rabbits, all divorced, and nowhere to put you all. It took time to put you in housing that was more appropriate.
You eventually lived in my room, and the living room, at different times. You were still a foster, and so I couldn’t bond you with anyone, but you loved being around people and being inside. You grew the most glorious mane, and always looked surprised, at everything, and you also had a gorgeous side sweeping fringe. You would then toss your head when it got in your way. Made me laugh.
You became more and more confident and comfortable. Nothing like the scurrying big headed bunny you were when we first met. You did still stamp at, and refute the cat, but you were happy and confident.
We tried you outside, but then, within a week, you’d gone sad and needed your first dental. That taught us a lesson- you needed to be inside.
About a year went past and it was clear you needed a friend. Initially, I tried you with Snowy. You guys got on well, but she kept almost throwing you against the wall, demanding a groom. She was relentless. So we decided, despite the cuteness factor, it wasn’t fair on you.
I love this photo and I love your optimism.
About a month later I took you down the RSPCA to choose who you wanted. Whoever that was, would come to me, as a foster, and you would, eventually, be adopted out together. Crystal, therefore, was the bunny you chose, and she totally came by accident. She is the only one who came with no special needs. But, on the 5th March 2012, she came home and we started bonding. I think, actually, you’re the last rabbits I’ve bonded.
You guys bonded so quickly, with very quick grooming and snuggling and you guys were just the cutest pair. You both had a sporadic loppy ear, you were both a similar size, you were both mooshy and just gorgeous. You brought her out of her shell and taught her a whole world of cheekiness! Thanks!
Then you guys lived in my room together- which was a horrendous time. You guys made the other guys fight, you all lost your toilet habits. God it was awful. So, as soon as it was warmer, you went out. You lived outside and it was so much better for you and for the others. You were happy outside with her, and loved the grass, the sun, the air and just loved life.
Through all this you continued to be a dental bunny, but when you bonded with Crystal, your dentals were far further apart than before. You were just so happy.
Then all hell broke loose at the RSPCA and I had to leave, which meant I could either return you both to the Centre (where they would PTS you both for being dental) or you could stay. That was an easy choice. You both stayed and you officially became mine on 2nd August 2012.
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