So I appear to be on Instagram. I signed up to enter Belle in a competition and thought I would just put a couple of bunny pictures up, then things snowballed. You can, if you are so inclined, find me here.
Thursday, 5 April 2018
I have been remarkably rubbish at pretty much everything for the past six months. I am hoping to get things back on track as of now. Part of my reason for being rubbish was the loss of our Bob. Just recently Belle was starting to get very clingy with me and also rather mopey in general so we knew what we had to do.
He's eight months old, an English Spot cross and is the most timid bunny we have ever encountered. He only came home with us from the rescue centre yesterday so they're both still in the transitional area before we let them free roam.
These are the best photos I could get as he bolts for cover soon as we get close. I yawned this morning and he darted back into his hidey hole, so that tells you alot.
He came from a breeder to the rescue centre with many other bunnies as a result of over breeding and said breeders inability to look after them properly.
They were sitting in their own filth, and Taro in particular was bullied by the other bunnies. When we went to the rescue initially, in the hopes of finding Belle a new husbun, Taro was the first bunny we were shown and he was actually hiding, so we only saw his back thumper. They flushed him out and he scooted into his litter tray at the rate of knots. We barely saw him but knew that he was 'the one'.
We had to wait for a little bit as there was a backlog of in-house bonding to do and finally took Belle there on March 25th where we popped to say hello to Taro as we did so. I even got a cuddle but he was so nervous.
We were told the bonding process would take anything from ten days to fourteen, so were pleasantly surprised to get an email on Tuesday saying our babies were perfectly loved up and ready to come home. In fact, when we collected them, the rescue staff said they were lovely to work with.
Initially once home he hid for quite some time and then gradually started coming out but if you dared move or speak above a whisper then he was back hiding again. But this morning he's lounging on the platform in the pen and here I am doing this and he isn't hiding. I know though, that if I stand up, then he'll run and hide, so it's going to be a bit of a process.