Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time. Thomas Merton
Showing posts with label rabbits. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rabbits. Show all posts

Friday, June 15, 2012

Afternoon at the Bun Cottage

A few photos of the girls enjoying the fresh air and the old Cottontail Cottage.

I can never be sure of the order in which the photos will show up when doing this from my iPhone. Haven't figured out how to space them with the phone, either, so I'll just say a little about them and then we'll figure it out from there.

One photo is of Matilda doing guard duty at the back door. She was a snoozy bunny and I was intrigued by the length of her lashes, so I did an Instagram closeup version. The other two photos are of Gabby schooched up in the side door and dear old Dutchie Mopsy taking up all the space just inside the front door.

Silly bunnies.

(as usual, click to get the full photo until I get this iPhone thing figured out)

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

LillieBun: April 2001-May 18, 2011



My dear LillieBun crossed the Rainbow Bridge this afternoon. She was a dear, little, spunky bun who graced us with her love and personality for ten years. She had slowed down a great deal and had some arthritis that was limiting her movement, although she would occasionally manage a binky in the playpens. She had become a little old fragile ladybun and I had been expecting this for several weeks, but until yesterday she had not gotten to the point of needing that final trip to the vet. Last night I knew that I'd have to take her today. She liked being held, but had never liked being picked up and would usually kick and squirm until she was comfortable and felt secure in my arms or on my lap. As I picked her up to hold her before putting her in the carrier, her efforts at protesting being picked up took all her strength. The trip to the vet wasn't necessary.



We will miss her.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Are We Being Served?

Barkeep!!


I caught Matilda sitting with her front paws on this former skate boarding accessory as if waiting to be served. It looks rather like she's bellied up to the bar and waiting for a vodka martini. I originally placed the piece in her playpen to provide some agility opportunities. She and Gabby do sometimes hop over it, but in its present position, they like to scooch under it as though they have found a hiding place as in this previous post: http://artinthewind.blogspot.com/2011/04/bunnies-and-spinning-wheel.html

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Bunnies and Spinning Wheel

I often sit and spin in the backyard when I put the buns out in the playpens. We have several hawks and owls in the area, so I have to be on guard for bunny snatchers.




My little Kromski "Mazurka" spinning wheel. You can see Matilda in the background and Lillie's head just peeping out from her hidey.




Lillie checking things out to see what's going on.





Mazurka detail





Matilda thinks she'll...um...hide, too.





Another Mazurka detail





Mopsy disapproves of the whole thing as she perches on her favorite hidey, a recycled cat litter bin painted to blend in a bit more with the surroundings.





A wad of fiber--wool and silk blend. I'm calling it Cinnamon Swirl. I got this at Little Barn fiber shop in Harvest, Alabama back in January.





Lillie stays in her hidey.






Flyer and bobbin--the parts that twist the fiber into yarn and wind it into a controlled mess.





Another flyer and bobbin shot. Both parts turn, but at different rates, so the fiber gets twisted, then wound onto the bobbin. The flyer is the twister and the bobbin is the spool for winding. The "strings" on the back side of the unit (left side of photo) are the drive band. The drive mechanism works sort of like the chain and gears on a bicycle. One goes into a groove on the bobbin and the other in a groove on the flyer. The smaller one on the bobbin turns faster than the larger one on the flyer. This flyer has two grooves (some have more), graduated in size, and the smaller one spins the flyer at a faster rate.





Closeup of spun yarn




Mopsy says, "Are we done yet?"

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Buns at Rest

A couple of shots of Gabby and Matilda chillin' in the bunny pen. The other two wouldn't be still long enough to photograph.



The grassy areas in the pens are just about gone from hopping and munching and dry weather these last few weeks, but the dirt makes a cool place to relax.




I find it interesting that the color of Matilda's points varies through the weeks. Always darker after a molt, they fade to pale gray before she begins another one. Not having done much research on Californians, I don't know if this is a usual trait of the breed or if it is possible that she is not purebred. At any rate, she is a lovely, large, pink-eyed bunny with a mind of her own and quite dear to me, although she does have a bit of bunitude now and then. Then there's Gabby, a Britianna Petite mix--just too cute, but not the most sociable bunny. Her bunitude abounds, but you gotta love her.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Let Me Out!!



Matilda seems to be thinking that "going outside to play" doesn't mean being stuck in the bunny pens. When we made the first one, we used "rabbit wire" that is designed to keep rabbits out of your veggies. We figured we could use it to keep rabbits in. To keep rabbits from getting into Mr. McGregor's garden, the rectangles in the wire mesh are small at the bottom, but get larger at the top to allow you to reach through and harvest all the veggie goodies. Miss Matilda decided early on that she could stretch herself up to the highest, largest rectangles and just boost herself out of the enclosure. Yep, it wasn't long before I was looking at Matilda on the outside of the fencing, just hopping around having a grand time. Thank goodness she didn't decide to play bunny tag. I snatched her up and put her back in, watched her try several more times, then had to put her in bunny jail while I went back to Tractor Supply and bought chicken wire to cover the upper portion of the rabbit wire. Fixed her wagon. I think.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Miss Bunny



Gabby enjoying the cool breezes high atop her cinder block perch

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Beware the Hidden Dutchie


Here is Mopsy, our Dutch bunny, in one of her favorite spots--an empty cat litter container (not the litter box) converted into a bunny nook out in the playpen. The violets have grown since the last rain, so she feels especially concealed in her little hidey spot.

It just goes to show that there are good things about cat litter. Pretty useful, huh, RG over at A Houseful of Rabbits ?

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Sunny Bunnies



Matilda and Gabby enjoy some time outside in the playpen.









Mopsy relaxes a bit, then decides to squeeze into that good hidey hole.










LillieBun likes the shade. Later she checks out the recycled litter box as a good place to hide.



Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Farewell, Sweet Friend






Last Monday morning I when I went to feed the Buns, I found that my dear, sweet Bobbin had departed this world. She was such a gentle bunny. Her loss has left an empty space in my heart.

I can only find two pictures of her. I had deleted others I'd made because I thought I would be able to make better ones at other times. I had no idea how little time she had left.









In memory of Bobbin


The Legend of Rainbow Bridge
From the book, “The Legend of Rainbow Bridge” by William N. Britton
Reprinted with Permission
www.legendofrainbowbridge.com



Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When a pet dies who has been especially close to a person here on earth,
that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are beautiful meadows and grassy hills there
for all our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is always plenty of their favorite food to eat,
plenty of fresh spring water for them to drink,
and every day is filled with sunshine so our little friends are warm and comfortable.
All the pets that had been ill or old are now restored to health and youth.
Those that had been hurt or maimed are now whole and strong again,
just as we remember them in our dreams of days gone by.
The pets we loved are happy and content except for one small thing.
Each one misses someone very special who was left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes
when one of them suddenly stops and looks off into the distant hills.
It is as if they heard a whistle or were given a signal of some kind.
Their eyes are bright and intent. Their body begins to quiver.
All at once they break away from the group, flying like a deer over the grass,
their little legs carrying them faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet,
you hug and cling to them in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.
Happy kisses rain upon your face.
Your hands once again caress the beloved head.
You look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet so long gone from your life,
but never gone from your heart.
Then with your beloved pet by your side, you will cross the Rainbow Bridge together.
Your Sacred Circle is now complete again.
(Reprinted with permission of the author. Published 1994. Copyright © William N. Britton. www.legendofrainbowbridge.com)




Sunday, September 27, 2009

Bunday















I found these photos a few years ago while doing a search for rabbit pictures. These were from a fashion shoot using rabbits as props. At first you get the impression that this had to have been a case of photoshopping, but there was a whole series of photos showing the process of getting the rabbits and the model just where the photographer and associated personnel wanted for the desired effects for the shoot. I was delighted to see so many bunnies in one place, but I'd hate to have been the rabbit wrangler. I lost the documentation on these photos, so I'm unable to give proper credit at present. I'd like to find it because I'd like to view the behind-the-scenes photos again. If I track it down, I'll post it later. In the meantime, enjoy the bunnies.

These pictures remind me of a dream I had shortly after we got our first two rabbits back in 2001. I went to feed the buns and as I opened the cage door, the two rascals escaped--along with innumerable other bunnies! It was like those clown cars in the circus where so many clowns just keep coming out of the tiny car. In desperation, I watched as rabbits hopped all over the place and I wondered how I was ever going to catch them. I got the bright idea to get large butterfly nets and swoop them up. I guess it worked--I woke up before I saw the end results. The last thing I remember was having all the family members help me frantically chase rabbits all over the house and yard with long-handled butterfly nets.

Friday, April 17, 2009

The Buns

The spring weather has brought out the grasses, violets, and bunnies. They really enjoy their time outside in the bunny pens. I thought it was about time I posted photos of all the rabbits, so here they are. These photos were taken during some of their outings. I have found that I am not very successful at photographing them with a digital camera and get lots of blurred photos, so I apologize for the fuzzies.




Here is Periwinkle, a Mini Rex rabbit. He is busy digging. I got Periwinkle a few months after buying our daughter and son their bunnies in 2001. I had put them off acquiring rabbits for years, but was so taken with the critters after we got the first two, that I wanted one of my own. I used to respond to the kids' request for a pet rabbit by saying, "No, they don't do anything buy lie around in their cages and eat and poop." Boy, was I wrong. Periwinkle is really a sweetheart. I would recommend the Mini Rex breed to anyone looking for a bunny to love. They have luscious, velvety coats and sweet, gentle personalities.






My Californian, Matilda, thinks she's hidden. Matilda, age 6, is buddies with Gabby. They are not what I would call bonded, but they enjoy each other's company and live in adjacent cages. I tried letting them share the same cage, but they apparently need their own space, so they got put back in their own houses. They share play space inside. Outside, they share the same play pen and get along well most of the time. Matilda is a big bunny, so it is entertaining to watch her and little "Petite" Gabby hopping about and playing. I found Matilda as a baby at a farm supply store a few weeks after Easter. She was in a cage with four litter mates who had been reduced in price to $5 each. Oh, dear. I played with all of them for a little while, contemplating "rescuing" all of them because I knew what fate could be in store for them. I chose Matilda because she seemed to be the least sociable, thinking that someone might not be willing to work with her. I am glad I brought her home. She was quite a biter during adolescence and would have possibly come to a bad end.





Mopsy, our Dutch bunny, is just taking it all in. Mopsy and her sister, Flopsy, were barnyard bunnies at our local living history museum. I had agreed to donate rabbits for the new project, provided they were given proper care. The rabbits were my pet project, even though I was not a barnyard employee. I watched out for them and monitored their care as much as possible. I said that if I ever thought they were not being properly cared for, I would quit and take them with me. They spent lots of good times teaching school kids about rabbits and animal care. Flopsy crossed over the Rainbow Bridge after about three years because she developed an abdominal abscess. The vet tried his best to save her, but was not successful. He eventually gave the museum a replacement bun, Pinto Bean (named for her white coat with tan, bean-shaped spots), so Mopsy didn't have to do all the work. In 2007, we lost Pinto Bean when a new, well-meaning but untrained employee let her get too hot one sweltering summer day. She brought Pinto to me saying that she just didn't know what was wrong with the rabbit. I knew instantly it was heat stroke and took action to try to save her, but it was too late. We had been extremely busy at the museum that day and I had been caught up in doing spinning demonstrations and other interpretive work. I'd had no opportunity to get over to the barnyard area to check on the rabbits since first arriving at work that day. I sorely regret that I could not have done something to prevent her from becoming overheated. Keeping my word, I "retired" from my work in living history right after that and Mopsy, now 7, came to live with me. I think she is happy in her retirement, too. [They no longer keep rabbits at the barnyard.]





This is LillieBun, our Netherlands Dwarf mix, doing her Easter egg impression. She is one of our oldest bunnies, at age 8, and came to live with us about a week after we got our very first rabbit, Bunley, in 2001 for our daughter. Sadly, we lost Bunley to bladder stones a few years ago. Lillie is very spunky and a delight to watch. She is famous for having started the great racing event, the Indoor Bunny 500, in our long hallway. I believe she holds the record for wins. She and Bobbin share outdoor space. They both like the tall grasses. When Lillie stands up, her head just barely clears the top of the grass. It makes me think of that line from one of the Jurassic Park movies (# 2, I think), where the folks were trying to run for shelter and someone said "Stay out of the tall grass!" Yep, there's a LillieRaptor lurking there.





Gabby, Miss Britannia Petite, lives up to the the breed trait: "pretty, but aren't they mean little rabbits." Gabby is four years old and can hold her own in any situation. She is very assertive, to say the least. She gets on well with Matilda, but doesn't much like it when she thinks anyone is getting too far into her personal space. I think she and Matilda get along well together because Matilda is big enough and just cranky enough to put Gabby in her place now and then. They are actually quite the pair and seem to enjoy each other's company--just not all the time. We named her Gabby because of her habit of grumping and grouching so much as an adolescent. Just an aside here: spaying or neutering will often do wonders for a grumpy bunny.





Bobbin, our "chocolate bunny"--we don't know what she is--a big, sweet, lovely, chocolate brown bunny, loves to hide in the tall grasses in the play pen she shares with LillieBun. Bobbin is six years old now. We thought she was a Havana, but she grew. The pet shop person on duty did not know anything about rabbits and did not have any information on her. We tried to track down information, but had no success. She was the tiniest of bunnies when we got her. Too tiny, I thought, to be away from mom. I guess you can say I rescued her because she was so tiny. I hated the thought of someone buying "that cute little baby bunny" and taking it home to some child who would mistreat it. She started out to live with our daughter's best friend, but there were allergy problems within a few hours, so Bobs has lived with us since day one. Her name came from the habit she had of bobbing her head up and down as a baby bun.




I do believe that rabbits were put here to give us happiness and cheer us. I think I have written about this before: they have great hind feet and little front feet; large ears and hardly any tail; their noses never stop wiggling and they are comical when they chew; they run and play seemingly for the sheer joy of it. It gives me great pleasure just to watch them as they go about their antics. When I am feeling down, I always go spend some time with them and am rewarded with nudges, licks, and gentle companionship. Just stroking their soft coats and elegant ears is soothing to a bedraggled soul.



Rabbits make wonderful pets. However, please do not get one if you are not willing to spend the time it takes to care for and love them. And do not get them for children under the age of 10 or for a child who thinks pets are toys. They need TLC and understanding. They are very much individuals with their own personalities. You cannot bend them to your will. They can be extremely loving pets, but if abused and mistreated can withdraw or become aggressive. Be responsible and spay or neuter your bunny. It will prevent unwanted litters and help to curb nasty temperaments. Read as much as you can about rabbits before you get one, so you will know what to expect. They are the third most popular pet these days after cats and dogs, but are not like either of those, so don't expect a dog in rabbit's clothing. By nature they are very social and love interacting with their humans when treated kindly. If you want to get a rabbit for a pet, please be willing to give it your time and love. If possible, check out your local animal shelter or see if there is a local rabbit rescue organization. Rabbits are turned over to shelters or left abandoned with great frequency by people don't take the time to find a better alternative for a bunny they realize they cannot keep. Be patient and kind with them starting out and you will be rewarded with the gift of a loving friend and companion for many years.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Some of My Best Friends



I mentioned "my non-human companions" earlier. Sometimes I think my house is a zoo. We have cats and rabbits. Six of each. Yikes! We did not plan to have all these critters, but it was sort of a "one thing leads to another" situation. It goes something like this: You have a cat. Someone has a cat they've found and don't want to keep. They call you up, knowing you have a cat and will probably take it off your hands. Bingo! You have two cats. It's sort of the same story with the rabbits, but we started out with three (one for my daughter, one for my son, and one for me)--and, no, they do not cohabit and we are not producing our own stock. And we absolutely do not eat them (the rabbits, not the cats; well, we don't eat the cats, either! Good grief!). These are our beloved pets. However, three of the beloved bunnies started out elsewhere and ended up in our care.

We also have two pet mice who belong to my daughter. And a tarantula that I got for the museum where I used to work to use in their bug camp programs, but no one really was thrilled with the idea of having to take care of it, so it lives here, too.

That's all we have at the moment. In the past we have also had a dwarf hamster, a red corn snake, and a leopard gecko, but natural lifespan does have a way of catching up with all things (no, we didn't feed the hamster to the snake!).

Having pets is a wonderful way to love and be loved. They are also great teachers. One of the things they have taught me is to stop being the recipient of other people's found or unwanted pets.

If I could have only one kind of animal for a pet, I would be hard pressed to choose between rabbits and cats. They each have their own special attributes. They almost always manage to be able to make me smile. Of course, there are times when they make me want to pull my hair out, too!

Cats are beautiful and elegant creatures. They move with such refinement and grace--especially when they are rolling around on the mantle and fall off or miss the mark when trying to leap from the arm of the sofa to the chair on the other side of the room or go into an all out slide across the tabletop and fall into the space between the table and the wall. They recover their dignity quickly. Then they look at you with an expression that says, "I meant to do that."

Rabbits just make me happy. I believe that God gave us rabbits so that we might have a smile now and then. They are so silly. Think about it. They have great long ears and hardly any tail at all. They have tiny little front feet and great huge hind feet. Their noses are in almost constant motion and if you have ever watched a rabbit eat anything close up, you just have to smile.


This is our beautiful Pushkin.
A very elegant girl.



Twinkie sleeping on the shelf in the kitchen. Notice how she has
rearranged the objects to suit her needs.








Stormy snoozing and PetCat keeping watch.





Pester Allcolor looking at you.



Periwinkle, my mini Rex rabbit, showing you those famous rabbit feet.



Lillie Bun.




And the famous Matilda nose.