Honey Bunny, Jordan's Cousin

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Honey Bunny 9/99 Hi! I'm Honey. Unfortunate name, huh? The pet store from which I was purchased said I was a girl, so I got this rather effeminate name. They later discovered that I was a boy!

I was given to Todd's niece by a young suitor who worked in the pet store where I was living.

I was a mere kit when he brought me to my new home some time in January of 1999. I think I'm a mix between a a broken mini-lop (maybe a Holland?) rabbit, and something else that's up-eared. Somehow, I got some "up" ears in my genes, but I don't know what breed is responsible. Do you think I'm part Rex? Folks say I have a lop body and a Rex face. I'd love to have some help explaining my adorable helicopter ears. Since these pictures have been taken, my ears both stand straight up...so who knows how cute I'll end up being!

Todd first met me in March of 1999 when he came to Cincinnati to visit. This picture was taken on Feb 4, 1999, when I was about 4 months old. Evidently, I'm quite the ambassador for the lagomorph family--they thought I was so cute that he eventually got his own bunny, Jordan.

Todd's sister, brother-in-law, and nieces are my slaves. There's also Todd's nephew who pretends he doesn't care about me, but I suspect he likes me all the same. He often plays computer games near my cage so I can keep an eye on him. I could try to keep both eyes on him, but my stereoscopic vision isn't so hot.

Click to see an enlarged view	I hate it when I get hay in my eye. I drink out of that thing on my right--I just lick it and the water comes out. My humans tell me it makes a lot of noise when I drink at night. I get really thirsty--I can't help it.

Check out my new cage! The older slaves moved me into it in September, 1999 when Todd came to visit again (more on that later). It's got a litterbox and everything. Since this picture was taken, Todd took his niece (she claims to be my owner, but I know the truth--she's my main slave) on a bunny supply run and got a hay box for the back of the cage. I like flopping in it and eating my hay. Since the box covers half of the cage floor, I have fewer opportunities to pee outside of a box. My litterbox takes up the front quarter of the cage leaving the other quarter of the cage as a spot where they put my food. They figure I'll litter train myself this way 'cus I won't pee where my food is offered. I've noticed they're putting progressively less litter in the hay box, so I think I'm supposed to pee in this blue dishpan.

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Click to see an enlarged view	This is me at my cutest. I'm munching on some celery here on the first night of Todd's September visit. He fed me these vegetables, and told my humans that I would really like them on a regular basis. Now they buy me kale, celery, carrots, Romaine lettuce, and cilantro. My slaves thinks he's a little nuts when it comes to animals, but I think he's pretty cool.

This is me and Todd in a staredown. I'm not sure what he was trying to prove. Doesn't he know I can't see anything directly in front of my face? Okay, maybe he is nuts....	Click to see an enlarged view

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Here I am in my habitat. I live on the landing at the top of the stairs. My cage is back there in the corner behind the deacon's bench. See that white bag? It's full of Timothy hay that Todd brought me from Illinois! Yum! I like to peek my head through these spindles of the railing and look down the steps into the foyer. I like all the wood, don't you? I think it looks very nice, so I'm kind enough not to chew on any of it.

I used to live in that small (24"x16") white cage that you can barely see on top of the picture. It didn't give me much room, and it didn't have enough space for a litterbox.

My hard times

In August, the older humans were having problems finding enough time to take care of me. They're really busy, and it was a lot of work since I didn't have a litterbox. To make things worse, the younger humans weren't helping them at all! Finally, my main slave took off to some place called "college," and hadn't made any arrangments for taking care of me. I heard them talking about giving me to someone else. I was so sad.

Todd--who had become a bunny nut since he met me--heard about this. First, he wanted to adopt me and pair me with my cousin Jordan in Illinois, but that didn't work out.

So, in September, Todd started pestering my humans and convinced them to keep me. First, he talked them into putting me in this big (33"x24") cage. Isn't it cool? And it matches the wood motif pretty well too. They used to keep Todd's nephew's iguana named Iggy (maybe that nephew pretends not to like me because I actually have fur) in here. They tried putting me in it once before, but I kept chewing up the Astroturf on the shelves and chewing up all the newspaper on the tile floor. My slaves didn't know if newspaper was okay for me to eat, and they knew the plastic turf was bad, so they moved me back into the little cage. When Todd came in September, he told them that I could eat and shred newspaper as long as I didn't eat a ton of it. I eat a little bit of it, but I'm mostly interested in shredding it to pieces. They took the shelves out of the cage before moving me here this time, so I don't have any chance to chew the Astroturf any more.

Hoppy once again

Since I've moved to my new cage, my slaves let me go out almost every day! They seem to trust me around the house because I only pee inside my cage (as far as they know). I can run up and down the steps to explore the house, and I'm really good about not chewing on anything. My new cage makes it much easier for them to let me out since it has a side-opening door. My old cage only had a top opening door, so it was a real pain to let me out--especially since I hate being picked up. I have long nails, so I can really scratch the heck out of someone who tries to pick me up! Ask Todd, I sure left my marks on him.

Todd also convinced them to give me my little blue litterbox that you saw in the other pictures. He also had them use this nifty "Yesterday's News" brand of cat litter in the box. It's made of recycled newspaper. I like it better than those pine and cedar shavings. My bunny friends told me that the wood shavings might cause me some liver problems. And hey, I like a drink as much as the next bunny, so I better keep that liver healthy.

Now that I have a litterbox, Todd said my cage wouldn't be so hard to clean, and wouldn't smell so much if they scooped my pee out ever day or two. Todd told them that my pee really really stinks compared to my cousin Jordan's, and that I really stink if I'm left with wet bedding for more than a day. Jordan's a girl that's spayed, they say. I'm a fully intact buck. Some would say I have a lot of... oh nevermind.

Todd worked on the younger niece who still lives with me. She's now excited about keeping me, and she promised to help clean my cage so the older slaves didn't have to do all the work. She's been really helpful since his visit. She's been scooping out the pee from my litterbox every day or so and feeding me these wonderful vegis. I'm so happy! She's the coolest. Todd also tried working on that nephew who lives with me...but he seems to be a tougher nut to crack. He doesn't seem to want to help with any of my care unless the older humans force him! I think he's addicted to that computer. He does like to pet me, though. I'll take what I can get!

I've also heard them talking about "nuder-ing." I'm not sure what's that's about, since I don't wear any clothes. I'm already as nude as I can be! Evidently this "nuder" lifestyle will make my pee smell less, make me less prone to being mean, less territorial, and more prone to using my litterbox all the time. I'm working on my litter training habits, and am doing pretty well so far. I'm also a very nice bunny, and I'm not territorial so I'm not sure what all the fuss is about. My pee does really really smell though, so maybe this "nuder" thing will help? I'm kinda nervous about it though.

Well that's my story for now. Thanks for stopping by!

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Off to the Rainbow Bridge (2000)

My time with my humans has come and gone--it's time for me go on to the rainbow bridge of bunnydom. I'll miss them, and I know they'll miss me! It's kinda sappy, but if it makes ya feel better, this poem I found might help ya! Buh bye!

Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here,
that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our
special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine and our
friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor;
those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again,
just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing:
they each miss someone very special, someone who was left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes
when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance.
His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he breaks from the group,
flying over the green grass, faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet,
you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.
The happy kisses rain upon your face;
your hands again caress the beloved head,
and you look once more into those trusting eyes,
so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together...

*Author Unknown*

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