Rita and AngieRita and her best friend, Angie, have been through a lot together. They were among a group of 16 rabbits dumped at a trailhead in Evergreen. These bunnies were all so not used to the gre...
вторник, 25 ноября 2008
понедельник, 24 ноября 2008
Good news: since I cut back on Mickey's greens and started giving him 2 teaspoons of pineapple juice via syringe twice a day, he's started eating more hay and his poop has returned to normal size. What little hair that I've seen in it is decidedly thinner in consistency and barely noticeable (as opposed to the chunks of hair and poop-chains in the past).
I've also been mixing fresh papaya in with his juice when I syringe it to him. Each morning, I chop up a little papaya in a small bowl and mash it up a bit, then add the pineapple juice and give Mickey his syringe-ful, then the bowl goes in his cage in the hopes that he will eat some of the papaya as well. In the evening, he gets a second syringe-ful from the bowl; by this time, the papaya has had a chance to really integrate with the pineapple juice, so he's getting a good dose of papaya as well as the pineapple.
Syringe has so far been the only way that he'll actually take any of it, though--the bowl is almost always untouched. He doesn't like the syringe, but he seems to like the juice well enough; he'll usually give me a little resistance until he actually tastes the juice, then it's smooth sailing. The only downside to all this is that he tends to get the pineapple juice on his ears, chin and butt from both the syringe process and from bumping up against the bowl in his cage, so I've needed to keep a wet washcloth handy for cleaning sticky fur.
A couple of other (possibly diet-related) changes: he's drinking more water from his water bottle (since he's not getting as much from the greens) and he's discovered his salt lick. Karnage loved the little flavored Salt Savors licks, so I've had one in Mickey's cage, but he's rarely touched it up until I changed his diet. Now, I'll see him licking it from time to time.
No new wabbit pics at the moment, although I just finished recording an impromptu cell-phone video of Mickey with my son. I'm hoping it'll come out good enough to post: my son had just come out of the bathroom post-shower and he came into the dining room/office to see Mickey at play. As Allan approached, Mickey hopped over to him, sniffed at him and then got up on his hind legs and pawed at him a little to beg for attention. My son wasn't expecting it, and was surprised by the claws on his bare leg (he was wearing shorts), so he lifted his leg up and tried to move it away, but Mickey followed. What followed was a hilarious kind of dance between boy and bunny, and my son hollered at me to take a video of it--the only thing I had on hand, though, was my cell phone. As soon as I can get it off my phone and on my comp, I'll put it up if it's at all viewable.
I've also been mixing fresh papaya in with his juice when I syringe it to him. Each morning, I chop up a little papaya in a small bowl and mash it up a bit, then add the pineapple juice and give Mickey his syringe-ful, then the bowl goes in his cage in the hopes that he will eat some of the papaya as well. In the evening, he gets a second syringe-ful from the bowl; by this time, the papaya has had a chance to really integrate with the pineapple juice, so he's getting a good dose of papaya as well as the pineapple.
Syringe has so far been the only way that he'll actually take any of it, though--the bowl is almost always untouched. He doesn't like the syringe, but he seems to like the juice well enough; he'll usually give me a little resistance until he actually tastes the juice, then it's smooth sailing. The only downside to all this is that he tends to get the pineapple juice on his ears, chin and butt from both the syringe process and from bumping up against the bowl in his cage, so I've needed to keep a wet washcloth handy for cleaning sticky fur.
A couple of other (possibly diet-related) changes: he's drinking more water from his water bottle (since he's not getting as much from the greens) and he's discovered his salt lick. Karnage loved the little flavored Salt Savors licks, so I've had one in Mickey's cage, but he's rarely touched it up until I changed his diet. Now, I'll see him licking it from time to time.
No new wabbit pics at the moment, although I just finished recording an impromptu cell-phone video of Mickey with my son. I'm hoping it'll come out good enough to post: my son had just come out of the bathroom post-shower and he came into the dining room/office to see Mickey at play. As Allan approached, Mickey hopped over to him, sniffed at him and then got up on his hind legs and pawed at him a little to beg for attention. My son wasn't expecting it, and was surprised by the claws on his bare leg (he was wearing shorts), so he lifted his leg up and tried to move it away, but Mickey followed. What followed was a hilarious kind of dance between boy and bunny, and my son hollered at me to take a video of it--the only thing I had on hand, though, was my cell phone. As soon as I can get it off my phone and on my comp, I'll put it up if it's at all viewable.
I just bought a new pair of athletic shoes today.
Luna decided that she absolutely MUST disrupt the box, bag and the arbitrary tissue paper included inside. She wasn't really interested in the shoes.
Freddie sniffed it all a bit and decided that No, Sir, he doesn't like it. He turned and feet-flicked the box and hopped off. Clearly, he's a lazy bun.
Luna decided that she absolutely MUST disrupt the box, bag and the arbitrary tissue paper included inside. She wasn't really interested in the shoes.
Freddie sniffed it all a bit and decided that No, Sir, he doesn't like it. He turned and feet-flicked the box and hopped off. Clearly, he's a lazy bun.
I was just wondering if anyone heard of a bunny snoring? I've recently begun hearing what sounds like it could either be a wheezing or snoring sound coming from one of my bunnies. The problem is that I can't figure out which one it is. I have noticed that it only seems to happen while the bunnies are sleeping and it is in sync with the breathing, and it doesn't seem to be a constant thing. When the bunnies are awake, however, they seem completely fine. I haven't noticed any unusual behavior, bodily functions or eating habits. At first it sounded alarming because I hadn't ever heard that sound from my bunnies but the more it happens and the more I listen to it the more it sounds like snoring.
Like I said, it usually only happens while they are at rest and if I so much as try and slink quietly toward their hutch they perk up and the sound stops. Has anyone else ever experienced anything like this?
I have to admit, though, I would be terribly amused if it turns out that one of my bunnies is snoring! How cute would that be?! As long as it doesn't suggest symptoms of a sick bunny...
Like I said, it usually only happens while they are at rest and if I so much as try and slink quietly toward their hutch they perk up and the sound stops. Has anyone else ever experienced anything like this?
I have to admit, though, I would be terribly amused if it turns out that one of my bunnies is snoring! How cute would that be?! As long as it doesn't suggest symptoms of a sick bunny...
воскресенье, 23 ноября 2008
Hi,
I have a quick question. Essy was spayed last thursday and today i was moving her downstairs in the bigger cage to be with Brighton and Rachel. I noticed when i was lifting her up that there was a tiny open cut on the place where she was glued/ sewed at ( they sew the wound up and then glue it up i was told). There was a tiny bit of dried blood on her as well. So i had my sister hold her so i could clean it with hydrogen peroxide and put antibacterial onitment on it. It was when i was putting the hydrogen peroxide on it that another spot opened up. It wasn't bleeding, but i didn't want to chance it so i went up stairs and got an old clean sock and a gaze pad. I taped the gaze pad on it the best i could and then put the sock i had cut on both ends around it (Needless to say it was a tight fit even thought it was the lose end of the sock).
She was sitting up in her cage when i went to check on her a minute ago and even tried to stand up (low celling). She was doing ten times better than Beka and Rachel did after their spay until i noticed the open cut. She's been eating, drinking and pooping as well. I put the little sleep basket they sleep in the cage with lots of blankets.
I'm wondering if there is anything else i can do for her until I call the vet tomorrow and find out their opinion.
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суббота, 22 ноября 2008
Today marks Brighton's first year of living with us!
I can't believe that it was one year ago when my father brought home a 4 year old male bunny to be Rachel's companion. I remembering thinking he was so cute when i saw him for the first time. So i decided for Brighton's on year anniversary that i would interview him and the other buns. ^o^
Brighton
Me: This is me reporting from the garage for my exclusive interview with Brighton Bunny.
Me: Hey Brighton. It’s been a year since you’ve moved here with us. How things been going?
Brighton: It’s been a busy year hasn’t it. I’ve gotten married for the first time and then got married again. I’ve discovered bunny crack aka yogurt treats. I’m also living in a place larger than a holding cell for the first time in my life.
Me: You can’t get married twice. That’s polygamous. We’re not Mormon.
Brighton: Then what’s Esther to me?
Me: um. Your mistress.
Brighton: Maybe that’s why Rachel get’s mad all of the time at me.
Me: Tell me about yours and Rachel’s relationship.
Brighton: Is she nearby?
Me: yes. She is right over there.
Brighton: Well she is a great looking bunny. Nice figure. Cute tiny ears. Wonderful personality. (Beckons me closer with paw). (I lean in closer to him). Actually, the truth is that she is kind of prissy. She gets mad if I don’t groom her or if I’m looking at other ladies. You know the cute ones next store. She’ll stomp her foot at me and then hop over to the corner and just stare. I mean stare! That stare is scary. It’s like she is secretly cursing me or something. She also gets all angry when I’ve been snuggling with Esther. She’ll kick me out of the box I tell you. She’s a bit crazy if you ask me.
Me: Wow. I would have never known.
Brighton: She act’s all cute and adorable, but she’s not. Sort of like Nermal from that Garfield comic.
Me: So how’s things with Esther.
Brighton: She’s cool. She likes to groom me and snuggle. She’ll even take the blankets outs of our houses so I can snuggle with them on the floor. She also doesn’t get mad if I’m looking at another woman or with Rachel. I was weary of her at first. Once I got to know her I discovered how cool of a bunny she was.
Me: That’s good to hear. So what do you do all day when I’m not around.
Brighton: Um. I can’t tell you. Bunny code of secrecy and all.
Me: ok….. So do you feel like your lacking in anything in life?
Brighton: Satellite and a high definition tv.
Me: That’s not going to happen. I don’t even have those things.
Brighton: So.
Me: Ok. Wrapping things up. Is there anything you’d like to say about your first year or future hopes?
Brighton: I’d really like to have satellite in the next year. Our reception is really bad here in the garage. I also hope to have a cappuccino machine installed soon as well.
Me: Reception?
Brighton: Um. Who said anything about reception? *insert nervous laughter*. Got to go. Bye bye (Hops off).
Rachel
Me: This is me reporting from the garage for my exclusive interview with Rachel Bunny
Me: Hi Rachel How are you doing today?
Rachel. Good. And yourself?
Me: Alright. Now it’s been a year since Brighton has moved in. Hard to believe isn’t it.
Rachel: It is isn’t it. A year ago I was dreaming of myself settling down with a nice man bunny, serving one man, grooming one man, being with one man. Dreams pass in time though.
Me: What do you mean? You got Brighton. Your man bunny.
Rachel: I wouldn’t call Brighton a man. Nor was he the man I was dreaming of. The man I was dreaming of only had eyes for me and me only.
Me: Why do you say that?
Rachel: In case you haven’t noticed Brighton eyes stray to those of the opposite sex a lot. It wasn’t like that at first in our relationship. He had eyes for me and me only then. It was pure bunny heaven. Then “she” came.
Me: She?
Rachel: Beka. It was after you sent me to that horrid place to get my girl stuff taken out. By the way I still haven’t forgiven you for that. Anyway, you brought Brighton up to cheer me up and we were all snuggly on the floor. You then let Beka down. Brighton eyed her like she was some exotic creature, like a Zebra or something. More like a big fat Panda if you ask me. Anyway, he ran right over to her and started making lovey dovey to her. My dreams were crushed. It was the making of a playboy bunny. Even after we moved in together he would look her way. Try to sit next to her through the gate. Spy on her through his telescope.
Me: Spy on her through his telescope?
Rachel: Yes. He had a telescope hooked onto the old hutch.
Me: I never saw one.
Rachel: Course you woudn’t. I broke it um accidently when I was trying to look at the stares outside the window.
Me: Ok……. So I take it you weren’t thrilled with Esther moving in then.
Rachel: Needless to say. No.
Me: Tell me about it.
Rachel: I was being quite kind and gracious to her opening up my home to her since her partner had just die and she automatically starts making moves towards my man. It was like “look at me look at me. Aren’t my grey eyes and lush gray fur beautiful.” I want to puke.
Me: Come on. Essy has to have her good points. You always look happy when she is grooming you.
Rachel: That’s true. Brighton wouldn’t groom me unless I came out of a box covered in nothing but a bikini made out of yogurt treats.
Me: See. Esther has her good points.
Rachel: I could easily hire one of those big brutes that come in here every once in a while to do the job and not have to worry about them taking my man.
Me: Trust me you don’t want to live with Izzy. You’ll go deaf.
Rachel: Are we almost finished here? My stories will be on soon.
Me: ah, yah. Um… Stories?
Rachel: You have a problem with my stories? Hmm Hmm!
Me: ………
Rachel: I don’t need these insults!
Me: I didn’t say anything….
Rachel cutting in: I know when I’ve been insulted! Don’t try to make up excuses “hops away”
Me: I guess this wraps up my interview with Rachel Bunny
Esther
Me: This is me reporting from my room for my exclusive interview with Esther Fuzzbutt.
Me: Hi Essy. How you doing?
Esther: “Just stares at me”.
Me: Ok. I know your hurting and are still mad at me for yesterday, but it was for your own good.
Esther: So you say. I’m doing alright considering what I’ve been through.
Me: I’ve been interviewing the troop in connection to Brighton’s first anniversary of living here. I you’ve only lived with Brighton for about two three months now, but how would you describe that?
Esther: As you know I moved in with Brighton and Rachel after Taby died “tears up”. Excuse me for a minute. “Blows nose on bunny tissue”. Our introductory meeting was rough due to my grief of Taby and Rachel’s hard headedness in not wanting to share “her man”. Eventually everything worked out after I introduced them to my special grooming techniques.
Me: Special grooming techniques?
Esther: Its very hush hush. No need for you to know. Anyway, Brighton came off as a bit of a baby at first. Wouldn’t do anything for himself. Made Rachel do it for him. I soon learned that he could be quite the gentlebunny and knew his way with words. He helped me move past my grief with my loss and wasn’t demanding like Rachel. Have I mentioned that his mustache is also super sexy.
Me: No. So I take it life was good.
Esther. Until yesterday, Yes. “glares at me”. Rachel has her occasional hissy fits, but other than that. Everything is peachy keen. Are we done now? I’m rather tired.
Me: Sure are. I hope you feel better soon.
Esther: Sure sure. Just keep down the noise will you.
Rebekah, Leah, and Mary Elizabeth
Me: This is me reporting from the garage for my exclusive interview with Rebekah, Mary, and Leah.
Me: Hi everyone!
Leah: Hey.
Mary: Hello.
Beka: Hoi!
Me: Hoi?
Beka: Its hello in Dutch. I’m a Dutch bunny remember.
Me: Cute ^o^. I’m interviewing everyone in honor of Brighton’s first anniversary with us. I know you don’t live with him, but you three are his neighbors. How would you say it’s been like living next to him?
Leah: We didn’t get a special interview on our one year anniversary here. “pouts”.
Mary: Yeah!
Me: um Sorry.
Leah: Bet you’re sorry. I’ll be sorry to next time I accidently bite you butt when you’re cleaning our house.
Me: I can be sorry too when I accidently forget to give you your pineapple slices.
Leah: Shutting up now.
Me: My question please.
Mary: There really isn’t much to say. He doesn’t talk to us. We’re not good enough for him to talk too.
Leah: He doesn’t like strong willed women is whats his problem. He knows if he came over here; he’d be doing the chores instead of regulating them to Rachel and Esther.
Mary and Leah laugh together.
Beka: I think he’s hot.
Mary and Leah stop and look at her.
Leah: Traitor to your Amazonian sisterhood.
Mary: You only like him because he’s always looking over here at you making those googly eyes.
Beka: He thinks I’m exotic looking.
Leah: “rolls eyes” bet he does.
Mary: Men only like one thing and one thing only and it’s not your coloring.
Leah: Besides. Rachel is ready to kill you if you even try to make a move on her “man” that traitor. Left the sisterhood for domestication she did. Thought she needed a man to be complete. Now look at her position. Slaving over him night and day. Could have been free from that if she stayed here.
Mary: Mmmhum. You tell it sister suffrage.
Beka: Whats wrong with that?
Leah: Your sleeping on the lounger deary till you get your priorities straight.
Me: Ok…… Um. Well Thank you for the interview.
All three are completely ignoring me as Leah and Mary start singing “Independent women” by destiny’s child.
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I can't believe that it was one year ago when my father brought home a 4 year old male bunny to be Rachel's companion. I remembering thinking he was so cute when i saw him for the first time. So i decided for Brighton's on year anniversary that i would interview him and the other buns. ^o^
Brighton
Me: This is me reporting from the garage for my exclusive interview with Brighton Bunny.
Me: Hey Brighton. It’s been a year since you’ve moved here with us. How things been going?
Brighton: It’s been a busy year hasn’t it. I’ve gotten married for the first time and then got married again. I’ve discovered bunny crack aka yogurt treats. I’m also living in a place larger than a holding cell for the first time in my life.
Me: You can’t get married twice. That’s polygamous. We’re not Mormon.
Brighton: Then what’s Esther to me?
Me: um. Your mistress.
Brighton: Maybe that’s why Rachel get’s mad all of the time at me.
Me: Tell me about yours and Rachel’s relationship.
Brighton: Is she nearby?
Me: yes. She is right over there.
Brighton: Well she is a great looking bunny. Nice figure. Cute tiny ears. Wonderful personality. (Beckons me closer with paw). (I lean in closer to him). Actually, the truth is that she is kind of prissy. She gets mad if I don’t groom her or if I’m looking at other ladies. You know the cute ones next store. She’ll stomp her foot at me and then hop over to the corner and just stare. I mean stare! That stare is scary. It’s like she is secretly cursing me or something. She also gets all angry when I’ve been snuggling with Esther. She’ll kick me out of the box I tell you. She’s a bit crazy if you ask me.
Me: Wow. I would have never known.
Brighton: She act’s all cute and adorable, but she’s not. Sort of like Nermal from that Garfield comic.
Me: So how’s things with Esther.
Brighton: She’s cool. She likes to groom me and snuggle. She’ll even take the blankets outs of our houses so I can snuggle with them on the floor. She also doesn’t get mad if I’m looking at another woman or with Rachel. I was weary of her at first. Once I got to know her I discovered how cool of a bunny she was.
Me: That’s good to hear. So what do you do all day when I’m not around.
Brighton: Um. I can’t tell you. Bunny code of secrecy and all.
Me: ok….. So do you feel like your lacking in anything in life?
Brighton: Satellite and a high definition tv.
Me: That’s not going to happen. I don’t even have those things.
Brighton: So.
Me: Ok. Wrapping things up. Is there anything you’d like to say about your first year or future hopes?
Brighton: I’d really like to have satellite in the next year. Our reception is really bad here in the garage. I also hope to have a cappuccino machine installed soon as well.
Me: Reception?
Brighton: Um. Who said anything about reception? *insert nervous laughter*. Got to go. Bye bye (Hops off).
Rachel
Me: This is me reporting from the garage for my exclusive interview with Rachel Bunny
Me: Hi Rachel How are you doing today?
Rachel. Good. And yourself?
Me: Alright. Now it’s been a year since Brighton has moved in. Hard to believe isn’t it.
Rachel: It is isn’t it. A year ago I was dreaming of myself settling down with a nice man bunny, serving one man, grooming one man, being with one man. Dreams pass in time though.
Me: What do you mean? You got Brighton. Your man bunny.
Rachel: I wouldn’t call Brighton a man. Nor was he the man I was dreaming of. The man I was dreaming of only had eyes for me and me only.
Me: Why do you say that?
Rachel: In case you haven’t noticed Brighton eyes stray to those of the opposite sex a lot. It wasn’t like that at first in our relationship. He had eyes for me and me only then. It was pure bunny heaven. Then “she” came.
Me: She?
Rachel: Beka. It was after you sent me to that horrid place to get my girl stuff taken out. By the way I still haven’t forgiven you for that. Anyway, you brought Brighton up to cheer me up and we were all snuggly on the floor. You then let Beka down. Brighton eyed her like she was some exotic creature, like a Zebra or something. More like a big fat Panda if you ask me. Anyway, he ran right over to her and started making lovey dovey to her. My dreams were crushed. It was the making of a playboy bunny. Even after we moved in together he would look her way. Try to sit next to her through the gate. Spy on her through his telescope.
Me: Spy on her through his telescope?
Rachel: Yes. He had a telescope hooked onto the old hutch.
Me: I never saw one.
Rachel: Course you woudn’t. I broke it um accidently when I was trying to look at the stares outside the window.
Me: Ok……. So I take it you weren’t thrilled with Esther moving in then.
Rachel: Needless to say. No.
Me: Tell me about it.
Rachel: I was being quite kind and gracious to her opening up my home to her since her partner had just die and she automatically starts making moves towards my man. It was like “look at me look at me. Aren’t my grey eyes and lush gray fur beautiful.” I want to puke.
Me: Come on. Essy has to have her good points. You always look happy when she is grooming you.
Rachel: That’s true. Brighton wouldn’t groom me unless I came out of a box covered in nothing but a bikini made out of yogurt treats.
Me: See. Esther has her good points.
Rachel: I could easily hire one of those big brutes that come in here every once in a while to do the job and not have to worry about them taking my man.
Me: Trust me you don’t want to live with Izzy. You’ll go deaf.
Rachel: Are we almost finished here? My stories will be on soon.
Me: ah, yah. Um… Stories?
Rachel: You have a problem with my stories? Hmm Hmm!
Me: ………
Rachel: I don’t need these insults!
Me: I didn’t say anything….
Rachel cutting in: I know when I’ve been insulted! Don’t try to make up excuses “hops away”
Me: I guess this wraps up my interview with Rachel Bunny
Esther
Me: This is me reporting from my room for my exclusive interview with Esther Fuzzbutt.
Me: Hi Essy. How you doing?
Esther: “Just stares at me”.
Me: Ok. I know your hurting and are still mad at me for yesterday, but it was for your own good.
Esther: So you say. I’m doing alright considering what I’ve been through.
Me: I’ve been interviewing the troop in connection to Brighton’s first anniversary of living here. I you’ve only lived with Brighton for about two three months now, but how would you describe that?
Esther: As you know I moved in with Brighton and Rachel after Taby died “tears up”. Excuse me for a minute. “Blows nose on bunny tissue”. Our introductory meeting was rough due to my grief of Taby and Rachel’s hard headedness in not wanting to share “her man”. Eventually everything worked out after I introduced them to my special grooming techniques.
Me: Special grooming techniques?
Esther: Its very hush hush. No need for you to know. Anyway, Brighton came off as a bit of a baby at first. Wouldn’t do anything for himself. Made Rachel do it for him. I soon learned that he could be quite the gentlebunny and knew his way with words. He helped me move past my grief with my loss and wasn’t demanding like Rachel. Have I mentioned that his mustache is also super sexy.
Me: No. So I take it life was good.
Esther. Until yesterday, Yes. “glares at me”. Rachel has her occasional hissy fits, but other than that. Everything is peachy keen. Are we done now? I’m rather tired.
Me: Sure are. I hope you feel better soon.
Esther: Sure sure. Just keep down the noise will you.
Rebekah, Leah, and Mary Elizabeth
Me: This is me reporting from the garage for my exclusive interview with Rebekah, Mary, and Leah.
Me: Hi everyone!
Leah: Hey.
Mary: Hello.
Beka: Hoi!
Me: Hoi?
Beka: Its hello in Dutch. I’m a Dutch bunny remember.
Me: Cute ^o^. I’m interviewing everyone in honor of Brighton’s first anniversary with us. I know you don’t live with him, but you three are his neighbors. How would you say it’s been like living next to him?
Leah: We didn’t get a special interview on our one year anniversary here. “pouts”.
Mary: Yeah!
Me: um Sorry.
Leah: Bet you’re sorry. I’ll be sorry to next time I accidently bite you butt when you’re cleaning our house.
Me: I can be sorry too when I accidently forget to give you your pineapple slices.
Leah: Shutting up now.
Me: My question please.
Mary: There really isn’t much to say. He doesn’t talk to us. We’re not good enough for him to talk too.
Leah: He doesn’t like strong willed women is whats his problem. He knows if he came over here; he’d be doing the chores instead of regulating them to Rachel and Esther.
Mary and Leah laugh together.
Beka: I think he’s hot.
Mary and Leah stop and look at her.
Leah: Traitor to your Amazonian sisterhood.
Mary: You only like him because he’s always looking over here at you making those googly eyes.
Beka: He thinks I’m exotic looking.
Leah: “rolls eyes” bet he does.
Mary: Men only like one thing and one thing only and it’s not your coloring.
Leah: Besides. Rachel is ready to kill you if you even try to make a move on her “man” that traitor. Left the sisterhood for domestication she did. Thought she needed a man to be complete. Now look at her position. Slaving over him night and day. Could have been free from that if she stayed here.
Mary: Mmmhum. You tell it sister suffrage.
Beka: Whats wrong with that?
Leah: Your sleeping on the lounger deary till you get your priorities straight.
Me: Ok…… Um. Well Thank you for the interview.
All three are completely ignoring me as Leah and Mary start singing “Independent women” by destiny’s child.
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пятница, 21 ноября 2008
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Приобретая меховые изделия,все ли задумываются
о том,какие муки испытывают животные,прежде чем из их меха сошьют одежду?
Можно часто увидеть такую картину,как многие беспокоятся о здоровье собственных
домашних любимцев - собак и кошек,но,тем не менее, покупая изделия из
натурального меха и кожи,оплачивают жестокое убийство других животных,которые
имеют такое же право на жизнь.
Шубки,подаренные женщинам,стоят очень дорого.Они стоят тысячи рублей,тысячи
криков,тонны страданий и отчаяния,километры шкур,выпотрошенных человеческой
рукой.
Если бы каждая женщина,накидывая на себя меховую шубу,слышала крик страдания и
боли животного,отгрызающего зажатую в тиски капкана лапу,если бы она
чувствовала хруст суставов пойманного зверя,которого добивает охотник,и видела
картину жизни созданий,которые остались инвалидами после такого плена,если бы
только могла представить,через какие муки проходят животные,выращенные на
зверофермах,то,возможно,отпала бы необходимость поднимать эту проблему.
Во время охоты не всегда выстрел из ружья оказывается для животного
смертельным.Часто животное не успевают убить,оно остается раненым,испытывая
муки и медленно умирая от потери крови.
Когда животное попадает в капкан,стальные зубья мёртвой хваткой захлопываются
на его лапе (морде, хвосте),дробя кости,мышцы,вызывая невыносимую
боль.Невозможно представить,что в течении нескольких дней чувствует
животное,находясь в капкане до той поры,пока за ним не придет охотник и не
забьет палкой,задушит или сломает шею.Иногда обезумевшие животные перегрызают
собственные конечности,чтобы выбраться из капкана,но чаще всего после этого
погибают от потери крови и болевого шока.
Для ловли бобров капканы опускают под воду,чтобы утопить животное.Но прежде чем
оно погибнет,проходит до 20 мучительных минут.
Некоторые капканы располагают на деревьях.Белки и другие животные или птицы
днями висят в воздухе на размозженных лапках,крыльях или шее.
Каракуль — это ягнята, забитые на 2-3 день после рождения. А для того,чтобы
получить каракульчу, беременной овце вспарывают живот,разрезают матку,выдирают
зародыш и снимают с него шкуру.Мать и плод погибают одновременно. В начале
весны бельков,детенышей тюленя,убивают баграми,ударяя несколько раз по
мордочке.Беспомощные детеныши даже не сопротивляются.Многие погибают не сразу.Иногда
прямо на месте,с них,полуживых,начинают снимать шкуры,после чего льды
становятся кроваво-красными,и покрываются сотнями и тысячами маленьких трупов.
На зверофермах лисы,норки,еноты живут в тесных клетках с решётчатым
полом,который режет им лапы. Воздух,которым дышат эти животные,отравлен
постоянными испарениями фекалий и мочи, собирающимися под клетками.Замкнутое
пространство,теснота,грязь,вонь,голод и жажда приводят к тому,что у животных
развивается невротическое состояние.Они сами себя грызут,царапают,находясь в
постоянном перевозбуждении,либо впадают в апатию.Для убоя этих животных
используют такие методы,как пропускание тока через задний проход или половые
органы,отравление газом,инъекции яда и парализующих веществ.Часто животных
слегка оглушают,и с ещё живых сдирают шкуры.
К слову сказать,не менее печальна судьба рептилий,кожа которых так ценится в
индустрии моды. Находящихся в полном сознании змей или ящериц зачастую
прибивают гвоздями к дереву и сдирают кожу с их спин.Рептилии умирают в
страшных муках только через несколько часов,а то и дней.Что бы получить дорогую
кожу аллигаторов,добытчики,ударяя молотком по зубилу,наносят несколько ударов
животному в позвоночник.Фермеры забивают крокодилов бейсбольными битами или
топорами.
Не слишком ли большую цену мы платим за ношение мехового пальто или
экзотических кожанных аксессуаров,на которых даже при небольшом воображении
можно увидеть пятна крови?
В цивилизованных странах считают,что натуральный мех - это одежда первобытного
человека,но в наше время это просто стало символом роскоши,а не средством
защиты от холода.Приверженность к меховым изделиям стала ассоциироваться
напрямую с жестокостью и безразличием к чужим страданиям,ведь нас прекрасно
согревают шубы из искусственного меха,а изделия из кожзаменителя не уступают по
красоте и элегантности изделиям из натуральной кожи.
Прогрессирует развитие индустрии и мода на искусственные меха.Сотни зоозащитных
организаций выступают против убийства животных ради меха и причина всему этому
одна – в наше цивилизованное время,мы - люди,не должны лишать жизни животных
ради собственных предрассудков.
Против мехов выступают многие известные личности,такие,как Памела Андерсон,Анна
Николь Смит,Ким Бесинджер,Моби,Мэлани Си,Пол Маккартни,Джорж Майкл,Пинк,Дэнни
Гоффин,Кристи Тёрлингтон и др.
Несмотря на то,что мех считается традиционной зимней одеждой россиян,некоторые
наши известные соотечественники выступают против убийства животных на
меха.Например,Лайма Вайкуле,Алена Свиридова,Виктор
Гусев,Г.Гладков,А.Троицкий,Андрей Аршавин и др.
Артемий Троицкий заявил: «…сдается мне,что все разговоры о холоде - лукавство.А
подлинные мотивы покупки меховых шуб - шик,престиж и секс». А здесь видео «Звёзды в защиту животных»
: http://video.mail.ru/mail/kdsanimals/1588/2468.html
Hello loves!
It's been awhile since I've posted, but I have a question. Do any of you know how well rabbits usually interact with guinea pigs? My roommates are planning on getting either two or three guinea pigs and we're all wondering if the guineas and Lucy would be able to be friends. If you are knowledgeable at all on this subject, or know where I could find reliable information about it, that'd be super helpful! Thanks so much!
Oh, and just so this isn't all text, here's a recent photo of my Lucy.
It's been awhile since I've posted, but I have a question. Do any of you know how well rabbits usually interact with guinea pigs? My roommates are planning on getting either two or three guinea pigs and we're all wondering if the guineas and Lucy would be able to be friends. If you are knowledgeable at all on this subject, or know where I could find reliable information about it, that'd be super helpful! Thanks so much!
Oh, and just so this isn't all text, here's a recent photo of my Lucy.
Hi everyone,
Thank you for all of the good luck wishes for Esther aka Essy!
I dropped her off at the vet around 8am this morning and discovered that she was having the same nurse as Beka and Rachel did. This made me rather happy since Erica knows a lot about bunnies since she has a couple of her own. I started getting really nervous around 11:30 and when they hadn't called around 12:15 i called them. I was initially told that Esther hadn't gone in then and that she was doing fine.
Erica called about 20 min later saying that the receptionist got it wrong and that Esther had already gone in and was doing fine. They've had multiple spays today so she must have just gotten the order wrong. She said that everything was a.ok. with her and that she's just fat. So now she and the rest of the buns are going on a stricter diet since if Esther is fat than Mary and Leah are fatter. I think its partly because they've gotten their winter fat and coat. They were skinner in the summer and earlier on in the fall. They still need to lose some weight though.
Anyways, Essy is doing fine right now. I have her cage sitting on my desk with a blanket over it for some privacy. The nurse at the vet said she ate some food there and i heard her nibbling on some lettuce in the car. She has honey flavored Metacame for pain medication to take twice a day for five days.
I just sneaked a peak at her and she's laying down in her cage. I hope the strange smells and sounds of the upstairs doesn't stress her out. I'm going to keep her in my room until saturday/sunday. I'm then going to move her into a bigger cage and put it inside the pen she shares with Rachel and Brighton until about next thursday. That way she can be with Rach and Brighton without overexerting herself.
I was pleasantly surprised at the price. I was expecting it to be about $30 more than what it was. Her total spay plus medication came to $273.95. I would have liked it to be lower but....
Thanks again for all of the good luck wishes and prayers ^o^
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bunnyowners
четверг, 20 ноября 2008
Hi everyone,
Tomorrow is her royal highness Esther aka Essy spay. It's with the same vet who did Rachel's and Beka's spay last may. She's been through such a rough year with the loss of her BFF Taby and having to read adjust to a new living arrangement with Brighton and Rachel. I would hate for anything to happen to her. I purposely made her spay on a day that is not tuesday to ward of any bad luck ( I'm a bit superstitious about tuesdays being days of bad luck). I'm looking for all the good luck wishes and prayers i can get for her please!
Photo's of her royalness.
Essy, Brighton ( Bunny with Mustach) and Rachel ( All white with black ears and eyes)
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bunnyowners
среда, 19 ноября 2008
Hey friends! It's been almost six weeks since I brought Oliver home, and I think I need to clean his scent glands. However, he WILL NOT be tranced, and always flips off my lap within seconds and skitters away to sulk. He's starting to stink a little bit and I don't want him to get an infection. Does anyone have any tips for helping him relax, or if I have to bring him to the vet (which I will if need be), does anyone have a ballpark figure I can ask for to just have them help me clean him out?
вторник, 18 ноября 2008
Well, I just made the appointment for Mickey to get neutered this Friday. It'll probably run me about 140 bucks (which is awesome compared to everywhere else I called) and it's Mickey's normal vet anyways. I'm pretty happy with the situation. I can't wait for the humping and spraying to stop. Whooooo
Just snapped this - the only way I can make him hold still is by giving him food. So, he's munching away on a carrot and for some reason enjoyed it so much he felt like barely keeping his eyes open. He ate the entire carrot looking like that. o.O
Just snapped this - the only way I can make him hold still is by giving him food. So, he's munching away on a carrot and for some reason enjoyed it so much he felt like barely keeping his eyes open. He ate the entire carrot looking like that. o.O
Hi everyone! I know I just posted yesterday with a question about vacuums (thanks for all of the suggestions!), but I remembered that I had another question I'd been meaning to ask.
My boyfriend and I will be driving up to New Hampshire (from Connecticut, about a three-hour drive) for Thanksgiving. We'll be bringing Smokey (and my two guinea pigs) with us, since otherwise our only option would be to leave them in the apartment with lots of food for a few days--you understand why I don't want to do that, right?
We brought Smokey and the guinea pigs up to NH for Thanksgiving last year, and Smokey had a miserable time. She was very moody and she did not eat as much as usual while we were at my parents' house, and she mostly just hid in the corner of my old bedroom the whole time and grunted at anyone who approached her. (Then my mom fed her too many dried cranberries, so she ended up with a tummy ache. Poor bunny!)
My question is: How can I prevent Smokey from getting so stressed out this time? I'm planning to buy a larger carrier for her to sit in during the car ride (as well as providing lots of water and hay in the carrier), but aside from that I really don't know what to do. I don't really know if there is anything I can do to make the trip more comfortable for her, but I really would appreciate any advice my fellow bunny parents might have to offer.
My boyfriend and I will be driving up to New Hampshire (from Connecticut, about a three-hour drive) for Thanksgiving. We'll be bringing Smokey (and my two guinea pigs) with us, since otherwise our only option would be to leave them in the apartment with lots of food for a few days--you understand why I don't want to do that, right?
We brought Smokey and the guinea pigs up to NH for Thanksgiving last year, and Smokey had a miserable time. She was very moody and she did not eat as much as usual while we were at my parents' house, and she mostly just hid in the corner of my old bedroom the whole time and grunted at anyone who approached her. (Then my mom fed her too many dried cranberries, so she ended up with a tummy ache. Poor bunny!)
My question is: How can I prevent Smokey from getting so stressed out this time? I'm planning to buy a larger carrier for her to sit in during the car ride (as well as providing lots of water and hay in the carrier), but aside from that I really don't know what to do. I don't really know if there is anything I can do to make the trip more comfortable for her, but I really would appreciate any advice my fellow bunny parents might have to offer.
What do you do when you have to medicate your bunny a lot and he/she seems to hate you?
Roger is a middle-aged bun who is currently on something like 8 medicines (ears, digestive, dry skin, eye, mucus/snot). He's a pretty fussy bunny anyway, and it's a real struggle spraying him with two different sprays, doing ear drops, eye drops, wiping the eye gunk off with medicated cloths, giving him two different mouth syringe meds, and putting an additive in his water (most of these things TWICE a day).
The problem is, I work long hours, so I get up, medicate him, go to work for 10-12 hours, come home, medicate, then try to do more work and household chores. I feel so bad because he is afraid of me now. I am trying to do some of my work sitting on the floor near him, so he doesn't feel like me being there = icky medicines, but I don't think it's having the desired effect. I even think my other bunny is mad at me too! When I try to pet them, which they normally like, they both run and cower under the bed.
I feel like a monster! Suggestions?
Roger is a middle-aged bun who is currently on something like 8 medicines (ears, digestive, dry skin, eye, mucus/snot). He's a pretty fussy bunny anyway, and it's a real struggle spraying him with two different sprays, doing ear drops, eye drops, wiping the eye gunk off with medicated cloths, giving him two different mouth syringe meds, and putting an additive in his water (most of these things TWICE a day).
The problem is, I work long hours, so I get up, medicate him, go to work for 10-12 hours, come home, medicate, then try to do more work and household chores. I feel so bad because he is afraid of me now. I am trying to do some of my work sitting on the floor near him, so he doesn't feel like me being there = icky medicines, but I don't think it's having the desired effect. I even think my other bunny is mad at me too! When I try to pet them, which they normally like, they both run and cower under the bed.
I feel like a monster! Suggestions?
Hello all. I'm new to the community. I don't have a bunny at the moment, but I'm hoping to get one. I'm king of writing to see if anyone here has any good reasons that I shouldn't...
So I'm in my first of three years of grad school. School is my only job, and I'm hoping to keep it that way. I live mostly alone in some dude's basement. The reason I say mostly is that I have to walk through his living room to get to my apartment, and he comes down to do his laundry. We're on really good terms, and he's okay with me getting a rabbit. I also have three aging pet rats who drive me crazy in the best of all possible ways. I have a boyfriend who stays over often, and I spend two or three nights a week at his place. My landlord has a cat, but she never comes downstairs.
I had a rabbit growing up. Ginger was my very first pet, and he was fantastic. He eventually ended up living outside in a hutch, but I would make sure that doesn't happen to the rabbit I would get if I get one. It was because we moved into a new house with lots of stairs and got a big slobbery dog who wanted bunny for dinner. He was always the friendliest little guy, though.
I have a friend who breeds Mini Holland Lops, and I would definitely get my rabbit from her. I think that I would want a male. I'd get him as soon as he was weaned, and I would get him neutered as soon as he was old enough. I have a sturdy old laborador-sized dog crate that I was thinking I'd try and convert into a rabbit home. I was thinking that I'd keep door to the cage closed when I wasn't home and open when I was. I know how to rabbit-proof the house and all that to make sure he doesn't electrocute himself or anything. It's a pretty small space, and would be easy to make safe.
I don't have a very regular routine, mostly because I hate routine. The House Rabbit Society says that routine is important for rabbits to feel comfortable, so at the moment I'm worrying about that. I don't think of myself as a super busy person, but there are days when I'm gone for twelve hours or more. Basically, I can't have a dog because I'm not home enough.
Really, I think that I'd be a right good bunny owner, but I worry about making rash decisions and wanted to give the world a chance to shoot down my idea, if that seemed necessary.
Thanks in advance!
So I'm in my first of three years of grad school. School is my only job, and I'm hoping to keep it that way. I live mostly alone in some dude's basement. The reason I say mostly is that I have to walk through his living room to get to my apartment, and he comes down to do his laundry. We're on really good terms, and he's okay with me getting a rabbit. I also have three aging pet rats who drive me crazy in the best of all possible ways. I have a boyfriend who stays over often, and I spend two or three nights a week at his place. My landlord has a cat, but she never comes downstairs.
I had a rabbit growing up. Ginger was my very first pet, and he was fantastic. He eventually ended up living outside in a hutch, but I would make sure that doesn't happen to the rabbit I would get if I get one. It was because we moved into a new house with lots of stairs and got a big slobbery dog who wanted bunny for dinner. He was always the friendliest little guy, though.
I have a friend who breeds Mini Holland Lops, and I would definitely get my rabbit from her. I think that I would want a male. I'd get him as soon as he was weaned, and I would get him neutered as soon as he was old enough. I have a sturdy old laborador-sized dog crate that I was thinking I'd try and convert into a rabbit home. I was thinking that I'd keep door to the cage closed when I wasn't home and open when I was. I know how to rabbit-proof the house and all that to make sure he doesn't electrocute himself or anything. It's a pretty small space, and would be easy to make safe.
I don't have a very regular routine, mostly because I hate routine. The House Rabbit Society says that routine is important for rabbits to feel comfortable, so at the moment I'm worrying about that. I don't think of myself as a super busy person, but there are days when I'm gone for twelve hours or more. Basically, I can't have a dog because I'm not home enough.
Really, I think that I'd be a right good bunny owner, but I worry about making rash decisions and wanted to give the world a chance to shoot down my idea, if that seemed necessary.
Thanks in advance!
I have two rabbit that live out side (don't judge now) and today when I went to feed them and give them water I noticed that Eyroe didn't come over to me and greet me like he usually does. He's a mini lop and very friendly so this worried me. He wouldn't come out of the cage or leave the corner so we had to tear open the cage to get him. He won't eat or drink and just seems very uncomfortable. My mom tried calling the emergency clinic but the only person who knows about rabbits won't be there until tomorrow. She's trying another place. But is there anything I can do?
Arthur and Beth get about half an hour together of playtime a day in a neutral location (the bathroom). Their cages are in the same room - they can see each other if they want, but they can each get some privacy.
I don't know if things are going well or not. Arthur hops over to Beth and sniffs her a lot and seems happy to flop with her. Beth always immediately presents and tries to wriggle under his tummy. There has been no licking yet. However, Beth then ruins it all by humping Arthur!
It's kind of funny because she is about a third of his size, but Arthur gets cross and turns round to nip her. They hop along after each other (not chasing, just lolloping), but Beth will not learn her lesson and keeps humping (even his head, tonight)! Arthur, for the record, has never humped anything as far as I know.
My hubby has the bright idea of putting the two of them in the living room, which Arthur spends a lot of time playing in. The results were not very good - Beth was keen to explore and play in the litter tray, but Arthur went nuts and kept attacking her. He even bit me. There was not blood, no injuries or screaming (apart from mine) but we split them up after about 2 minutes.
Beth is just over 3 months old and came to us almost 3 weeks ago, Arthur is about a year old and came to us last December (and was neutered some months ago). I don't intend to give up yet as I know it is early days, but I should like to get some opinions on how to help the bonding process. The flopping together is an improvement since Beth first came home, the humping is not.
Will things be okay? I guess in some ways I need a little hand-holding and reassurance.
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Arthur and Beth get about half an hour together of playtime a day in a neutral location (the bathroom). Their cages are in the same room - they can see each other if they want, but they can each get some privacy.
I don't know if things are going well or not. Arthur hops over to Beth and sniffs her a lot and seems happy to flop with her. Beth always immediately presents and tries to wriggle under his tummy. There has been no licking yet. However, Beth then ruins it all by humping Arthur!
It's kind of funny because she is about a third of his size, but Arthur gets cross and turns round to nip her. They hop along after each other (not chasing, just lolloping), but Beth will not learn her lesson and keeps humping (even his head, tonight)! Arthur, for the record, has never humped anything as far as I know.
My hubby has the bright idea of putting the two of them in the living room, which Arthur spends a lot of time playing in. The results were not very good - Beth was keen to explore and play in the litter tray, but Arthur went nuts and kept attacking her. He even bit me. There was not blood, no injuries or screaming (apart from mine) but we split them up after about 2 minutes.
Beth is just over 3 months old and came to us almost 3 weeks ago, Arthur is about a year old and came to us last December (and was neutered some months ago). I don't intend to give up yet as I know it is early days, but I should like to get some opinions on how to help the bonding process. The flopping together is an improvement since Beth first came home, the humping is not.
Will things be okay? I guess in some ways I need a little hand-holding and reassurance.
x-posted
понедельник, 17 ноября 2008
I've only had Oliver for about a month now, but in that month he and I have developed an amazing bond! I'm so lucky to have been joined up with my little man!
For the past few days, when I let Oliver out in the morning while I'm getting ready, he leaps out of his cage and runs in circles around my ankles for a good few minutes before death-flopping against the wall (all that affection is exhausting!) This little morning ritual never fails to make me laugh and puts me in a great mood for the rest of the day!
What are some of your favourite quirks that your buns do?