Oh, poo, I gotchya'll beat! Ya'll are just figuring out how to control your own addiction! I'm trying to control my MOTHER's addiction!
Plan from beginning: keep it small. keep it management. Get a quad of Silver Foxes and breed for meat...sale a few maybe to recoup feed costs. Simple.
Mistake made: took Mother to a rabbit show. She went. She saw. She WANTS. We won a JW at one show. Lovely, since then its been "we need a mate for Rafael." "No one around here has JWs, Mom." "Well, get on the computer and fine some." She also insists that she is going to get and breed MiniLops or Holland Lops, whichever I decide to get for her. Of course, Mother has no idea about breeding rabbits. The breeding part will be my job, the loving and spoiling part will be her's.
Of course, I'm not at all addicted myself. I have gone from 5 cages to 9 (2 are larger grow-out cages) and need more...at least 5 more would be good. I grabbed up a French Angora doe that had been a pet, fell in love, and intend to get more to breed (she did have a litter for me --one kit--and I don't think I'll do that to her again). So, you see, I'm perfectly in control of myself. It's mother that is the addicted one.