This fellow is a Holland Lop. Opal, 2 1/2 years old, a neutered male. Just right!
He lives by himself and likes that fine. He is pretty well bonded with the Bunny Lady and they spend good times together every day.
As a little guy, he was originally destined for The Farm, a summer camp for kids, where he would have been loved and adopted to a great home. He was first having a temporary way-stop at our House of Rabbits, housed in a big cage on the living room coffee table. One of our daughters stopped in one day, took a quick look, and said "That Rabbit's Sick!"
That's all it took. Cancel the reservations for camp. Get out the baby-the-bunny stuff. The Bunny Lady hovered over that boy like a distraught mother. By the time it was decided he was not "sick" it was too late. He was ours forever. Another member of our "Marginal Rabbitry." I think those two women had that deal cooked up ahead of time.
Will you please welcome - Stanley!
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That little guy was just playing for sympathy. A little melancholy he may be but sick?
Thanks for dropping by and good luck with NaNoWriMo fever.
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