Friday, March 7, 2008

Don't be fooled...

These bunnies aren't as sweet and innocent as they look. After nearly two months of trying to bond Petey (white) and Laurel (Dutch) they still haven't learned how to play nice. Every now and then I think that they are getting close to finding true bunny love. They will have a great "date" with no nipping and lots of ear licking - they give me hope that one day I can permanently remove the gate that separates them. But then the next meeting results in flying fur (literally) and sulking bunnies. Last night I came home from the studio to discover that the gate had been accidentally left open. Petey must have ventured into Laural's area. What I saw looked like a war zone. Imagine a Hollywood movie pillow fight with feathers flying everywhere only exchange the feathers for rabbit fur and you would have a pretty good idea of what was going on.
Petey looked like he had exploded with ragged fur sticking out all over him. Laurel, on the other hand, didn't seem to have a care in the world and promptly resumed begging for treats. I checked them both out all over and miraculously there didn't seem to be any major damage to either. And after only an hour of pouting in his room (yes, he has his own room) Petey was right back by Laurel's side, licking her nose through the gate. He is a forgiving little guy.

4 comments:

Justin Snow said...

That is so scary. I wonder what is keeping them from true love.

Susan said...

Nan, What a pretty blog! What cute bunnies! What fab designs! And your voice, almost like I can hear it! Just for you, and your blog, I will tell a very private thing: my pet name from my boyfriend is: babie bunnie! He is Bunnie Bear. (He is a big man, after all -- Big Big hunk o' man.) It was because of a baby bunny that was hiding naively behind the wood pile at 600. It was cute and furry and small. JUST LIKE ME. Congratulations on the blog, your work, your life. You rock, Babie Bunnie Friend!

Allison said...

Aw. What a tragic tale of almost-bunny-love.

Angela said...

Oooh, man. I fantasize about owning multiple bunnies, but breaking up fights between a Jack Russell and a Rottweiler is enough work for me right now.

Great blog :)