Angels among us.

In response to the post below I just have to say a few words.

I am not a religious person by any means. With that being said, I think there are angels among us. One is an animal control officer named Shelley who must have a horrible job sometimes but cared about a little bunny so much. The other ones I know are the people at Heartland. I knew zero about the plight of bunnies a year ago. After I got my first 2 I started researching the net like crazy trying to find the best ways to take care of them. I discovered Heartland Rabbit Rescue. They were so kind and informative and answered every single one of my questions and went out of their way for me numerous times even when I must have been a pain. I just wanted to try and do everything right and they were wonderful. There is such a need for those people in the world who care about the little animals, children and the elderly and ill. So on behalf of Mojo and Tango ( who I found out later were actually intended to be meat rabbits) and Dudley the most scardy little bunny in the universe and Nemo whose head is slightly tilted but whose heart is like a lion. THANK YOU HEARTLAND FOR BEING THE ANGELS AMONG US.

A Very Special Friend

I met Cadbury's special friend, Shelley, this last February. She called us hoping she could get help for a little white rabbit she had picked up as a stray a month earlier. Shelley is the animal control officer for a small town in northeastern Oklahoma. She explained his story, that she had tried for a month to adopt him out, but no one was interested him - at least not as a pet. Most small towns, having very small budgets, will hold a stray for 72 hours only. A rare few will hold them a week. I don't know how much time Cadbury's town allows (I didn't ask), but Shelley had already broken the rules in holding him for a month. Her voice sort of trailed off as she asked if we possibly had room for him. I sighed and she added quickly, "He is very sweet." As I pictured in my mind that corner of the warren that has - had our one remaining 'emergency' cage I heard myself say, "How shall we get him here?" We made plans to meet half way on the turnpike - an hour and a half drive for each of us. She had left early in the morning and was waiting for me as I pulled up to the rest stop. Taking him out of her carrier and putting him into mine was done in my van. We talked for a little while about Cadbury and how she came about giving him that name, all the while she was stroking his forehead. He had his eyes closed and his nose pointing up to her. It was obvious they had shared moments like this before. She smiled and said, "Have a good life Cadbury" and thanked me again as she got out of the van. She handed me gas money for which I tried to refuse. But she said, "Please take it, I want to help." I told her she already has helped. Her act of kindness towards a little white rabbit that nobody wanted comes to my mind often. "Thank you officer Shelley." Here are a couple of pictures of Cadbury being a goofus I took in the play yard Sunday. He is neutered and ready for that special family to love him. Thanks to his very special friend Shelley.

Finding Nemo

Hi Everyone!

My name is Nemo and I wanted to share my story with you. I am a head tilt buns. My momma was in need of bunny supplies and went to the local pet store. She doesnt usually frequent the pet store but she was in a hurry that day. Lucky for her! She spotted me in a cage with a "free to a good home" sign. She noticed my head tilt and inquired about me. The pet store lady said she couldnt possibly sell me with the head tilt. My momma went home and fretted about me all night long. She knew taking on a sick bunny would be expensive and she already had three rabbits. She decided she just couldn't leave me there. She came and got me the next day. The pet store lady informed her that all her sick bunnies usually ended up at the snake breeder. That made momma so sad and mad. She knows thats how a lot of sick or unwanted buns end up. It is disgusting.

Anyway, momma took me to the vet. They tested me for some really bad stuff which came out negative. The nice vet lady told momma I had some type of ear infection and gave me some medicine (which I hated by the way). After only a week my head had improved from about a 50% tilt to about 15 or 20. Thanks to the yucky meds, some good food and lots and lots of exercise and love. I am full of life and very loving. My momma says I think I am a dog not a bunny. She took me last week for a final check up, which I passed. The vet lady made me go to sleep and when I woke up "MY DOODADS WERE GONE! WELL, I NEVER"!

As I tell momma how to write this story, I am stretched out by her feet. I want to plead my case to everyone who is tempted to patronize pet stores. I know its hard, I know all the babies in there are sweet and precious but they are perpetuating our plight. I probably picked up my infection from unsanitary conditions and not getting the proper diet and exercise didnt help. Encourage everyone you know to speak out when you see bunnies being sold like a commodity.

We are very special animals! And for those of you dealing with a head tilt bunny, "Dont give up on us" Even if we have our jaunty look for life we can still be very happy and healthy and bring lots of joy. Nose bumps to all those special bunnies out there and to the wonderful people who continue to educate and inform on the wonder of living with rabbits.