karlie.chalmers
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So,
My story begins with a visit to my boyfriend's parents house. When we got their my little niece who is two started asking to go see the "babeh buns". I asked if they had gotten a pet for her and my mother in law told me the neighbours (who farm their own meat each year; in the past wild turkey, quail, and pheasant) had chosen to farm rabbits this year.
I in the past have not gone to look at the animals he farms. I am a vegetarian and prefer not to expose myself to that kind of emotional upset.
But the little one begged me to go see them and my boyfriend said to just come see. So I went over with them into a tarp shed structure which had three metal crates about 2ft by 2ft by 2ft. Each had a large bunny. One with white fur and Grey tipped feet and ears and pink eyes, a big orange doe, and a absolutely huge brown buck.
We looked at the babies who were tiny at this point. 2 weeks and never touched. I picked one up as the mother tried to attack me and showed it to my niece who was ecstatic and immediately started saying "my bunny". I had decided I couldn't possibly take one. I have an aggressive cat who has tried to murder my rats, other cats, and a chihuahua in the past who has high medical needs due to seizures and arthritis.
The man, who other than the lackluster empathy he posses is quite nice, starts telling me about how he breeds and how big the get. I pick up particularly small bunny and he launched into how the runt is too small and he is going to kill it off. I see this going badly, but I ask anyways "how do you put them down". He proceeds to tell me he tries to do it humanely by freezing them in his huge freezer.
Working with animals in conservation settings has told me that the only animal that this is even moderately humane for is certain types of reptiles. A bunny would feel pain and fear as their organs slowly shut down.
I can't help myself. I ask how much he wants for it and he says it's free if I want to come get him in a month.
I go home an weigh the life of one bunny. A common, unthreatened species that holds no conservation value - only value as an individual. I don't like rabbits. I've met many rabbits. I respect them as creatures deserving of life but the friendly ones are sucky babies and the mean ones are nasty little things.
There is a reason I only have reptiles and an old grumpy cat.
So I research bunnies at leng th recognizing it is probably better to keep the poor soul in my house, but knowing there is no way to do so I start drawing plans for a bunny shed.
My friends come for dinner. "Why on earth are you getting a rabbit?", "where are you putting the bikes in your shed", "what about all the gardening stuff"
Then my one friend says, "I know if yiu take the little guy you'll never neglect him a nd he will be in good hands, but won't he be lonely by himself with just you". We start researching bonding and bunnies and everything more serious and my friends Tali and Beth agree to adopt one bunny each as well and sponsor them and assist in their care.
We book a vet appointment, and go to visit the 4 week old bunnies. The guy, despite me asking him to hold onto them for 8 weeks, says he is getting a unwanted litter to raise for extra meat and he isn't sure if they are healthy and he worries they might make our little ones sick. He is getting them in two weeks so he wants us to pick them up before they arrive. So we pick the bunnies that will survive out of a sea of baby bunnies who will face much sadder fates.
These are them at 4 weeks.
So we spend the following weeks building a hutch and run.
And at 6 weeks the never handled bunnies moved into our home. We took them to the vet for a check up and she was unsure of their gender. I have since sexed them as all female, bit yesterday they were 8 weeks and we are bringing them to the vet again to vet sexed. If she still can't figure it out we will seperate them until we find a vet who can. Since then they have gone from being scared of everything to being surprisingly friendly with my cat, playing and cuddling with us, not being afraid of dogs and rats, not being afraid of car rides, not being afraid of harnesses and leashes, looking at us when we say there names, and playing with various toys.
The runt cervantes:
The black bun, mariposa:
Cervantes eating:
Puck is big:
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Does anyone have an idea of their breed. They are each 6 weeks in the final photos. They are already pretty big.
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My story begins with a visit to my boyfriend's parents house. When we got their my little niece who is two started asking to go see the "babeh buns". I asked if they had gotten a pet for her and my mother in law told me the neighbours (who farm their own meat each year; in the past wild turkey, quail, and pheasant) had chosen to farm rabbits this year.
I in the past have not gone to look at the animals he farms. I am a vegetarian and prefer not to expose myself to that kind of emotional upset.
But the little one begged me to go see them and my boyfriend said to just come see. So I went over with them into a tarp shed structure which had three metal crates about 2ft by 2ft by 2ft. Each had a large bunny. One with white fur and Grey tipped feet and ears and pink eyes, a big orange doe, and a absolutely huge brown buck.
We looked at the babies who were tiny at this point. 2 weeks and never touched. I picked one up as the mother tried to attack me and showed it to my niece who was ecstatic and immediately started saying "my bunny". I had decided I couldn't possibly take one. I have an aggressive cat who has tried to murder my rats, other cats, and a chihuahua in the past who has high medical needs due to seizures and arthritis.
The man, who other than the lackluster empathy he posses is quite nice, starts telling me about how he breeds and how big the get. I pick up particularly small bunny and he launched into how the runt is too small and he is going to kill it off. I see this going badly, but I ask anyways "how do you put them down". He proceeds to tell me he tries to do it humanely by freezing them in his huge freezer.
Working with animals in conservation settings has told me that the only animal that this is even moderately humane for is certain types of reptiles. A bunny would feel pain and fear as their organs slowly shut down.
I can't help myself. I ask how much he wants for it and he says it's free if I want to come get him in a month.
I go home an weigh the life of one bunny. A common, unthreatened species that holds no conservation value - only value as an individual. I don't like rabbits. I've met many rabbits. I respect them as creatures deserving of life but the friendly ones are sucky babies and the mean ones are nasty little things.
There is a reason I only have reptiles and an old grumpy cat.
So I research bunnies at leng th recognizing it is probably better to keep the poor soul in my house, but knowing there is no way to do so I start drawing plans for a bunny shed.
My friends come for dinner. "Why on earth are you getting a rabbit?", "where are you putting the bikes in your shed", "what about all the gardening stuff"
Then my one friend says, "I know if yiu take the little guy you'll never neglect him a nd he will be in good hands, but won't he be lonely by himself with just you". We start researching bonding and bunnies and everything more serious and my friends Tali and Beth agree to adopt one bunny each as well and sponsor them and assist in their care.
We book a vet appointment, and go to visit the 4 week old bunnies. The guy, despite me asking him to hold onto them for 8 weeks, says he is getting a unwanted litter to raise for extra meat and he isn't sure if they are healthy and he worries they might make our little ones sick. He is getting them in two weeks so he wants us to pick them up before they arrive. So we pick the bunnies that will survive out of a sea of baby bunnies who will face much sadder fates.
These are them at 4 weeks.
So we spend the following weeks building a hutch and run.
And at 6 weeks the never handled bunnies moved into our home. We took them to the vet for a check up and she was unsure of their gender. I have since sexed them as all female, bit yesterday they were 8 weeks and we are bringing them to the vet again to vet sexed. If she still can't figure it out we will seperate them until we find a vet who can. Since then they have gone from being scared of everything to being surprisingly friendly with my cat, playing and cuddling with us, not being afraid of dogs and rats, not being afraid of car rides, not being afraid of harnesses and leashes, looking at us when we say there names, and playing with various toys.
The runt cervantes:
The black bun, mariposa:
Cervantes eating:
Puck is big:
[I
Does anyone have an idea of their breed. They are each 6 weeks in the final photos. They are already pretty big.
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