Really, Wolf?
Really?
Gah. This little turd's cage popped open. I'd never had a rabbit escape that cage, but sure enough, he did it within minutes.
Last night when I went out to do the late-night (5AM) round of the bunnies with feed and water, Wolf got excited and started harassing Autumn in a bucky way. (Also discovered shortly after that he's got his boy bits now! I swear he didn't have those a few days ago. LOL) So I put him into his own cage and kinda kicked myself for not finishing cleaning the bowls and feeders and moving him earlier, but it's been so cold and they're so little, I've also been worried they'd get too chilly alone.
So anyway, I got him set up and went back inside, ready to crash for about 12 straight hours...
Then I heard the buns making a ruckus, running around their cages all excited. So I went back outside, kinda knowing what I was about to find and yup - Wolf's cage was open. He dashed into the light, gave me the sweetest look, and ran back into the dark for some more fun in the mud. He was only running around for two or three minutes. I think he also rolled in the dirt because he had fine grime all over his back too.
I spent about an hour brushing all the muck out of his fluff.
I got him pretty clean, though.
I swear, he must've thought if he flopped over and played dead, that maybe I would quit brushing him. He made himself comfy. I stroked down his fur to see how flat I could make him - pretty flat! Chocolate pancake. :lol: ancake:
Really?
Gah. This little turd's cage popped open. I'd never had a rabbit escape that cage, but sure enough, he did it within minutes.
Last night when I went out to do the late-night (5AM) round of the bunnies with feed and water, Wolf got excited and started harassing Autumn in a bucky way. (Also discovered shortly after that he's got his boy bits now! I swear he didn't have those a few days ago. LOL) So I put him into his own cage and kinda kicked myself for not finishing cleaning the bowls and feeders and moving him earlier, but it's been so cold and they're so little, I've also been worried they'd get too chilly alone.
So anyway, I got him set up and went back inside, ready to crash for about 12 straight hours...
Then I heard the buns making a ruckus, running around their cages all excited. So I went back outside, kinda knowing what I was about to find and yup - Wolf's cage was open. He dashed into the light, gave me the sweetest look, and ran back into the dark for some more fun in the mud. He was only running around for two or three minutes. I think he also rolled in the dirt because he had fine grime all over his back too.
I spent about an hour brushing all the muck out of his fluff.
I got him pretty clean, though.
I swear, he must've thought if he flopped over and played dead, that maybe I would quit brushing him. He made himself comfy. I stroked down his fur to see how flat I could make him - pretty flat! Chocolate pancake. :lol: ancake: