Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Baxter's Big Date...

Introductions are made.Twizzle...meet Baxter. Baxter ...Twizzle...(Both stare at each other for about 5 minutes.) Twizzle hops over to me-Baxter to Mrs. Pratt. More staring. They move a little closer . Each grooms themselves ,but keeps a keen eye on the other.Baxter hhops by.Twizzle tries to bite her butt. More staring more grooming..another butt bite. More staring..more grooming. ...wow watching paint dry is fun. We discussed how much they had in common- carrots, salads, eating hay...she kept her eyes on him but neither one "presented themselves" (bunny body language) to the other.

After a half hour we broke it up. It was like this with Twizzle and Greyton. Twizzle was growly and bullying at first but calmed down, and then one day he was snuggled next to Greyton. So small steps- there were no big attacks so that's a positive and I'm sure one day they will be great pals.

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Happy Birthday Baxter



2 years ago today, Baxter was adopted by us! This was her first baby photo, she was only 2-3 months old at the time. She has become quite the mature lady bunny but still retains her cuteness.

Tonight, she will have a date with bachelor Twizzle-maybe share a salad. They sit near each other a lot so I think it will go well. Find out tomorrow.

Sunday, September 24, 2006

Monday Bunday


Greyton.


We will never forget him.


King of the Bunnies.


Baxter...soon to be paired up with Twizzle.


Baxter


Twizzle's house.


Twizzle

Friday, September 15, 2006

Picture Perfect...

For more photos of Greyton and the other bunnies, please check out Mrs. Pratt's Flickr page.

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Greyton


Greyton

Greyton died this evening. I was home about 5:30, and he got his usual graham cracker treat along with Twizzle and was happy and doing well. Over the next hour, Twizzle was sitting next to him grooming him like he usually does, and then about 6:30 I was just about to make the dinner salads.

As I walked into the kitchen, Greyton started to have a seizure, his legs gave out from under him. I shouted for Maria to come downstairs, and we both knew immediately what was happening. Greyton gasped for breath a few times and then faded away.The old grey hare was 10...which is a good long life for a rabbit.

Yes, I am a big weepy mess.

He was so loved. From the moment Maria picked him out in the rabbit shelter, we gave him such a good life with us. He had distrust of huumans at first, but soon he realized how he came to a home where he had comfy places to sleep, good food to eat, and attention doted upon him. He was King of the Bunnies and knew it. This is a hard loss, as hard as when Princess left us. Perhaps harder.

You, the audience and friends who visit this page to see Monday Bunday I think got to know Greyton well, the many many photos we have of him, whether looking imperious or bemused, lounging with Twizzle, or in a deep slumber. About his slumbering, rabbits tend to sleep with their eyes open because they are "prey" animals, always alert. Greyton often slept with eyes tightly shut. He was happy and content and knew no harm would come to him in these surroundings.


He is enjoying another sleep now. I shall never forget him.The other bunnies know. There is thumping in the house by both Twizzle and Baxter. A sharp foot thump signaling they know something has happened. The King is dead.

To you, Greyton's many friends and fans, I know he knew how much he was adored by all of us.he was a one of a kind animal in personality and temperment. We shall never forget him.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006


Twizzle in a sunbeam.

Twizzle resting in the doorway of his house. he can watch tv from there. it's funny when we turn it on he pops his head out.

lazy bunny day. Twizzle thinks Greyton makes a good pillow.

Sunday, September 03, 2006

Monday Bunday


Greyton is in a grumpy mood, and was in no mood for photos this weekend...probably due to his monthly nail trimming. So here is a photo from when he wasn't in a snit. Happy Labor Day! Hard to believe the summer is over.