Monday, September 1, 2008

Crying Game...Bunny Style...


About a year ago we purchased a Mini-Rex bunny from a local discount store...I know I should never ever ever buy pets from unscrupulous dealers... But you weren't there and you didn't have to look at his cute little face...Any hoo we bought the little bugger and they told us he was 6 weeks old and you couldn't tell what sex they were until 8-10 weeks so we patiently waited 2 weeks took him to the vet to be "identified" and were told it was a girl so with the deal the boogers had struck, (Mouse names girl Monkey names boy) The great debate began names were tossed around and eventually we settled on "Lola" and all was well...Until one of the normal Friday visits to the 1st grade class I was working in we had the brilliant idea that Lola would like to meet the pre-school bunny Valentine an absolutely adorable Lop. It looked really good at first they raced they sniffed they jumped and frolicked so sweet it made your teeth hurt, Then with 18 pre-schoolers looking on it happened....Lola mounted Valentine....Whoa what the heck was that....Wait a flippin' second girl's don't do that....Our little girl had balls...Apparently our buns was a late bloomer or the store had lied about his age. This was a new skill once learned needed to be practiced and I was the object of his affection...repeatedly and violently... without being too graphic I could no longer put my hand into his cage to feed him with out some sort of assault. The last straw was when he got decidedly more aggressive with his attentions and left a 3-4 inch gash on my arm...Off to the vet and off with his balls. A short few weeks later after all the pesky testosterone had been expelled we had our sweet buns back. The problem was dude looked like a lady, Mouse got to name her and Monkey was mad and demanded his right to re-name him. We tried rather unsuccessfully to make the transition from Lola to Harry, then Atilla the bun, we even gave Sam a try with no luck his name was Lola...Mr. Lola...I happen to think that Mr. Lola is a nice name and sorta makes him sound like a gay hairdresser. Sadly I can't afford to have anyone with a name that cool cut my hair...Our buns is feeling under the weather and hopefully he get's better quickly, We miss his constant begging for treats and attention.... Get well soon Mr. Lola we Love your furry little A**


*Hope you all have a relaxing and safe Labor day*

Julie

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