Monday, June 28, 2010

Hoppy Monday

We didn't due much this weekend except sleep and clean. While I'm still working on Charisma's blog, I though I would share a few stolen moments with the bunz over the weekend.

This is my gorgeous Coco. You might recognize her from my banner on etsy in the days before she was disabled. She's giving me the 'you've done enough woman, now leave me alone look'. Beautiful and strong, my Coco.
 
Ferdy and Bunko sleeping in the sun,
captured by my hubby. These boys sleep the hardest when we're in the room with them. Wonder what they were dreaming?

 And finally my Graysie. She came out to play for a while with us. Such a fuzzy cute face! Graysie is a little ball of fire, and loves to play 'I'm gonna get you.."  Think I'm up for a round now. Hope you all had a wonderful weekend!

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Dreaming of the Buffalo Bunny and her Protector

My house and heart have been blessed with many bunnies over the last few years. It started with Ermine and Coco a little over 8 years ago. I begun then learning about bunnies and volunteering at a local rescue. Big mistake, as I immediately wanted more bunnies. To talk my hubby into this, I took him to the Christmas open house at the rescue that year. I was overwhelmed by all the bunnies, wanting to take them all home. Hubby walked through, greeting bunnies and humans and on the way home said we should adopt the pair of brown bunnies. I remembered them as one large and one small, but he said they were two small ones? The next weekend I went back to help clean and see them again. One was large, one was small. I remember talking about possibly adopting another pair and asking which pair had been there the longest? It was meant to be, the rescue said the two brown bunnies. So home they came in a borrowed carrier on that fateful day Dec 28th, 2002.
Some day maybe I can talk about them without tears, but today is not that day. They were named Twix and Snickers, but we renamed them M and M ~ Lady Mahogany and her Lord Montgomery to be our Maggie and Monty.

My Maggie was beautiful, large and soulful. To appear smaller, quiet and shy, or sweet and innocent was just one of her many tricks. I believe she must had been a mother, she just had that air about her. Maggie could stop you cold with one look or melt your heart with another. She was nicknamed the Buffalo Bunny - large, brown, furry and stubborn. She taught me so much - patience, learning bunny ideas and ways, but most of all how to start to earn bunny love. The first time she left me pet her and she puddled I thought she was sick! Haha- I think it took a good three weeks before it happened.  

Monty was never really a cuddle bunny, he had things to do and places to go. He would run wild and crazy binkies around the room to just hear me laugh. Monty would give me one of his 'are you watching?' looks and launch himself into space. He quickly became our Mighty Monty, ever the viligant protector. Monty loved his Maggie, and took care of her until the end. We lost Maggie on 11/19/06 after a seizure probably caused by E. cuniculi. We lost our Might Monty to thymoma on his own independance day 7/4/08. I owe them so much, they brought such joy and love into our home.  


All of this comes from a dream I had last night about my lost babies. They were at another place being taken care of until we could come and bring them home. We had come to visit, I was on the floor with my Maggie curled around my head. I was rubbing on her telling her how much I loved her and missed her while she was giving me kisses. Monty was busy getting attention from my hubby. Hubby was getting him some serious attitude because well, Monty had other things to do - haha! ..I wanted to linger in that dream all morning. I know they were telling me they loved us, missed us, and were ok. I also some how think they were telling me thanks for rescuing Cooper and Dot, another pair of bunnies waiting for a home in a sea of cages. Bunnies have such an amazing way of leaving their mark on your mind, heart and soul. It stays imprinted there forever. I wouldn't have it any other way.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Bunko Bunkston Bunkingham Von Fartlebee de Duke of Beggardom

My Bunky, my sweet adorable big brown bunny boy who came in out of the cold. He is one of a kind, an absolute sweetheart and a joy to be around. Bunky spends his days sleeping from what I can tell, either in the big window or if he gets hot, in a card board box up against a cool wall. His world has been turned upside down more then once since he first came into the house. We had him in a cage, but he was gentle and calm we let him run the house. He lost his cage to our Amber Buttercup (ATB) when we thought he needed a mate. Needless to say, neither wanted a mate. Amber passed away about a year after we brought her home, but then Ferd came along. Ferd we had in an x-pen in the den with Bunko. Ferd, well, he just wanted to play I guess and climbed out of the x-pen one day while we were at work. Hubby came home to find them snuggled together.

Then along came Bella, and my Bella, well - she is a big hard headed. She wanted to be free range with the boys, and no stupid human was going to stand in her way. So we let her out with the boys, and created the trio of Bunky, Ferd and Bella. Now Bunky has to contend with another intruder, our Graysie, although that bonding is a bit rough still. Both Ferd and Graysie are lionheads, and they seem to be not interested in anything but fighting. Bunky, my darling sweet boy, will simply bonk noses with Graysie but chase her away from his box if she gets too close. Then the silly mom (me) had to go and mess the quiet life up even more by added Cooper and Dot to Bella's day cage. Neither Bella, Ferd nor Bunky were ever put up in the cage, but they did sleep in it some during the day. Now they can't and some new strange bunnies are using their space. Again, my adorable boy Bunky doesn't cause a fuss, just goes to say hello the new duo and back to his area to relax.

Now all of this isn't to say my Bunky boy is perfect, although I think he is, he will grunt and chase when it's time for treats or food. If I'm too late, my ankles will be severely bonked, and my hubby's ankles, and anything else Bunky thinks will help. My silly boy, we absolutely adore him. I don't know how we ever survived without his angel's face in our lives.