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Monday, September 18, 2006

When my roommate was in Japan, she owned a dwarf rabbit.  She told me when she came home from work one day she found half of his whiskers were burnt.  She didn’t know what happened to him until she saw him chewing on a piece of electrical wire that same evening.  Sparks came out and burnt the other side of his whiskers.  The rabbit jumped, shook his head a couple of times as if saying “what happened to me?” then looks around a bit.  Noticing nothing out of ordinary, he looked down at the electrical wire and thinks “I wonder what this is?” and starts chewing on it again.  By Darwin’s law, he should never have seen adulthood.

 

In preparation of Chubby’s arrival, we decided to bunny proof her living quarters.  We removed all electric wires and put boxes to cover the outlets and maintain a clutter free space for her.

 

All rabbit owners will tell you “a bored bunny is a naughty bunny”.  Around 8 months old, Chubby started to develop a bad habit of chewing and destroying the boxes in her living space.  Up to that time, she has always stopped when you said “no” to her….until

 

REBELLION

 

I was watching TV when Chubby started gnawing on the brown box. 

Me: clapped my hands and said “NO!”

Chubby: stopped and looked at me.

Me: turned back to TV

Chubby: started gnawing again

Me: “Chubby!”

After one minute she started gnawing again.  This time I walked over, spanked her butt and said “NO!”.  As I walked away I heard furious gnawing accompanied with scratching.  Yes, my sweet and cute rabbit was rebelling against me. 

 

TIME OUT

 

I picked her up and put her back into the cage, left the room and turned off the light.  Lesson of the day, the one with hands always wins.

 

So this is how parents feel during their child’s teenage years…


Thursday, August 17, 2006

When we bought Chubby from the breeder, he taught us how to bond with our new bunny (put her on her back and stroke her tummy until she falls asleep in order to build trust) and how to discipline her (spray her with water and say "no!").

Testing advice #1

Eager to bond with her, I put her face-up on my lap and started to pet her tummy.  Boy did she put up a fight!  She hated being vulnerable and became a wiggling mass of worms. By then her heart was beating furiously, since I did not want to stress her out any further she was set free. 

Then came test #2

My old roommate and I spend a lot of quality time with Chubby before going to bed.  For some unexplainable reason Chubby seems to think her clothes are delicious and managed to make a couple of holes here and there. 

One evening we brought our weapon and waited for Chubby to attack.  

Weapon of choice:

Sure enough she took the bait and started to chew.  I took out the weapon....aimed...and shoot.  Chubby started going buck wild crazy and started to look for the source of water, as if she were thinking "Ooooo...that feels nice.  Gimme gimme!".   Who'd ever think a rabbit would LOVE being sprayed with water? 

My roommate and I ended up throwing away the rabbit care from the breeder.       


Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Received some inquires in regards to the picture in my profile.  It's a picture of me holding Chubby, a Holland Lop bunny. 

 

I never knew a rabbit could look so pissy =P

She was only 2 months old when we got her. 

Check out her huge feet!

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More stories of Chubby later....