All my bunnies are very sweet, yet Raven was our last dwarf. I found him by chance.
In 2014. I lost Amigo after over 14 years. He was the last if a series of elderly dwarf bunnies we were privileged to know. A few months before Amigo passed, we adopted Madelyn, a lionhead who loved to sit on my lap. His last few months, Amigo would hop over to Madelyn's enclosure and she ran to see him. When I was searching for another bunny, I got Heidi, my black mini rex, from a farm boy who raised her and had her in a show for youths. She was such a good girl I could not allow her to go to auction, so she became a part of my family and my spouse is smitten with her.
The following year, my spouse went to the fair and farm show and met a woman from a small animal rescue. She was helping to adopt bunnies she got from a teen girl who was moving and could not keep her pet bunnies. The woman from the rescue was more than happy to allow my spouse to adopt a dwarf bunny. I went on the web site for the rescue and saw a picture of a shiny black dwarf named Raven, yet Raven was not the bunny he adopted. The dwarf bunny he adopted was a black otter we named Gemini. Raven's and his sister which I never met were born November 7, 2014, the day after his mom was rescued. Raven was 9 months old and listed as sassy. Spouse called the rescue and told the woman we wanted to adopt Raven too.
Raven arrived home two days after Gemini, on August 25, 2015.
He and Gemini were neutered a couple weeks later. The plan was to bond Raven with Heidi, something that did not happen when Raven started to sneeze.
In time, I learned he had allergies.
He was not sassy, yet he was possessive of his things, especially his litter box.
Raven let me pet him, pick him up, and snuggle him, yet he grunted and lunged if I touched his things. I would clean his area while my spouse held Raven, or in some cases I would hold Raven and remove his litter box, then after I cleaned the litter box, I would put Raven in it on the bed while I cleaned the rest of his area. Raven was more tolerant of me picking him up than my spouse.
As most of you know, Raven had several health scares over the years, yet my tiny shiny black bunny had the heart of a fighter.
His dental issues progressed as he got older, and keeping him eating, especially after dentals, required me to obtain his two favorite greens--carrot greens, and dandelion leaves/greens-both of which were often hard to find in the local stores. In order to get the carrot greens, we would buy bunches of organic carrots. We would often make trips to several stores each week or two to locate Raven's favorite greens.
Raven ate the carrot greens faster than we could eat the carrots, so I would give my sister the excess carrots. It worked out well because her spouse wanted carrots every day. She also would help me look for Raven's greens too and got Raven's favorite organic dandelions when they were available.
He slept in his area a couple feet from the bed, so I would find comfort in hearing him eat and drink. In order to.keep him eating, he got a few treats. For a long time he would run to me for pieces of a Selective Naturals garden stick every time I woke up or walked past his area. In recent months I changed to their berry loop treats, which he tolerated well as long as I limited him to two or three treats per day. He had excess cecals if he got more, so I would need to break them in half to not disappoint him. He was so happy eating the treats and it was a sign he was unwell when he did not want his treat. When I look at the treats he left behind, I get teary eyed thinking of my handsome, sweet, shiny little dwarf bunny. I still do not know how Raven got so much love in his 1kg body. He also left a huge hole in our hearts. In my mind, he is an angel watching over me, my spouse, Heidi and my lionhead bunnies, Amber and Zorro. I see him happy with all my other angel bunnies, especially Gemini and Madelyn who he met.