By Rob, our resident smooth-talkin bunny’s man.
From time to time I find myself with a “bunny girlfriend”. Of course, the bunny always chooses me, starts the flirting process, and proceeds with her particular demands. The latest girlfriend is Ophelia. It started a while back during “pellet time” in the evenings. She decided that before she would have her pellets, she had to have some petting. And so, the ritual started. It continued for several months. Ophelia was in a top cage in the same spot for a while, and we knew the drill. She was an older girl, and a bit demanding and set in her ways. A few weeks ago, we did some cage shuffling, as we often need to do, and Ophelia was moved to a different cage. This interrupted our little ritual for a couple of days. I didn’t think much about it–until…suddenly Ophelia was sick! She was grinding her teeth in distress, having problems with her pooping, and just not acting like her normal self. We took her over to VCA Animal Hospital for an emergency visit. She was prescribed medication and got a spot upstairs in our office for a few days. She really liked the office as she improved health-wise. We moved her into the upstairs “art room” after a few days, and she stayed there a couple of weeks, feeling special.
Today, we decided it was time for Ophelia to go back downstairs. I took her aside (being the boyfriend) and explained how she would be in a great upper cage, get her ritual petting, “television time” upstairs, and also a rotation for playtime in the office. Well…she went into her new cage for about half a day, when Marcy saw that she was huddled in the corner grinding her teeth as if she was in pain. What a faker! Anyway, Ophelia clearly needed to be back upstairs and was letting us know. So, she is now BOTH in an upper cage on a table AND in the upstairs art room, which meets her conditions. I think now she is happy. Please–don’t anybody tell her I missed Valentine’s Day!