I drove to Brooklyn and back, all by myself. I brought my passport, just in case they checked at the border and gave some cute stamp. But enough about me—this is about Maddie and Teddy. Several weeks ago, Maddie developed an abscess on the bottom of her back paw. Maddie and Teddy’s mom sought immediate… Continue reading Maddie and Teddy
I don’t do diapers, but I’ll gladly do litter boxes. We bunny-sat for Valerie this weekend. Call her a BWB (big white bunny), REW (rudy-eyed white), but the most fitting label for her is Snuggle Bunny! This girl can cuddle for hours. It’s kind of funny—people, especially those with kids, who inquire about adopting a… Continue reading Valerie
Alternate title: Lies My Rabbits Told Me How do you best admit struggle when you’re the leader? How do you exhale and admit, “It’s getting tough for us over here!” when you’re the one people turn to when the stuff gets tough for them? Confession: bonding got tough this week, out of seemingly nowhere (but… Continue reading The Business of Bonding
Here’s what I meant to tell you last week… About a month after we had Peanut and Tater Tot, they started to fight. Not horribly, thank goodness, but they (mainly Peanut) began to exhibit behaviors intended to establish dominance. Again, we were brand new bunny-parents; we had no idea what to expect. But it didn’t… Continue reading Our Boys, Part 2
I’ve been asked the question “Why rabbits?” in a variety of contexts over the five years that I’ve been a bunny-mom and subsequently a rescuer. I typically blink thrice and answer something along the lines of “uh, because… they are awesome.” I’m sure I’ve given some more constructive answers when the asker is deserving of… Continue reading Why Rabbits?
2016 is nothing but consistent. It has been tough for many people in many realms. The loses of loved ones, furry and non, world-famous and family-famous, continue. The heartbreak is palpable. Last December, a colleague of mine from the elusive day job adopted a rabbit from us. To be honest, I wasn’t sure how this… Continue reading What Wouldn’t You Do?
As an intense, Type-A lunatic, you would think that I’d like labels. But the truth is, I don’t. I barely read them on tangible items, just a scan because, in true Denise-fashion, I know exactly what I’m looking for. Although I have to say, even when I was a little girl, the toothpaste label bothered… Continue reading Labels
Sweet Sugar crossed over the Rainbow Bridge not long after his surgery and injury. Needless to say, his family is gutted. Over the course of working with Sugar’s transition, I’ve become rather close with Sugar’s momma. Turns out, we have a ton of things in common beyond our bunny love. This past Wednesday, I received… Continue reading Harley
I’ve admired Josie and Alexa for a while via social media, so of course I was excited to meet them in person when their mom and fellow Rescue volunteer Kim asked me to give the girls a Reiki treatment. Although they are sisters who live side-by-side, Josie and Alexa are very different girls when it… Continue reading Alexa and Josie
I am named after my father. I joke that he wanted a boy… or that he’s narcissistic (baby me was going to be Dennis or Denise). We had the typical ups and downs that a young girl, an only child at that, and her protective father would have at all of the appropriate times. Now,… Continue reading Hoppy Father’s Day