Saturday, 24 June 2017

A Soft Little Rexit?

I decided some time ago that I did not want any more bunnies. My biggest problem is vets, it seems like a recipe for disaster that I need to drive an hour away to see mine and if an emergency happens when my vet isn't available there is a chance an out-of-hours or stand-in vet will kill my dearest baby through lack of knowledge or understanding. I've seen it happen too many times and I think I've had enough stress over this to cover a lifetime.

But I am weak. I love my bunnies and if I came across a poor bunny in a shelter that I fell for (over and above the feeling I have that I want to adopt them all anyway) I know I'd struggle to resist taking them home. Now I don't really volunteer for the RRR I am less likely to get to know one of those special rabbits with strong characters, the ones that dig their way into your heart and build a connection with you that you can't walk away from. So I think I'm safe from that. Then the only weak spot I have left is that I always wanted to one day have a straight-eared giant or a mini-rex in my family. Fortunately, neither of those breeds pops up in rescue very often, so if I'm lucky I can continue to resist.

STOP GLARING AT ME, MEADOW, I SAID I AM RESISTING!!!!

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