venerdì 11 marzo 2011
12.46
Vitti really wants a dwarf rabbit for her birthday. We always said she could not have one. Well, actually Romano always said she could not have one. We finally found out why: when he was a boy in Arezzo back in the 30's he had to take care of thirty rabbits for his mom every day. He had to clean out the cages, change water and give them fresh grass. He hated doing it as he says they smell and they bite. He calls them "Little monsters!" I managed to convince Romano that one small dwarf rabbit in a cage will not haunt him for the rest of his life. He finally agreed.
So, last week I went to the local pet store in Cecina to see if they had any. They had some but it was much to early to buy one and bring it home as I wanted it to be a surprise for Vitti on her birthday which is March 12th.
I went back on Tuesday and there were none left except one but the lady in the store said she was getting more in on Thursday or Friday. I looked at the one that was left. He was a sorry looking little guy. The fur was missing off his back. The lady told me that there were some guinea pigs in the cage with him and they scratched his fur off. I guess bullying goes on in the animal world too.
I went back this morning (Friday) and she only had the one rabbit (now with a bit of fur on his back). She said her supplier had no rabbits. That's a first for me as I always thought rabbits were highly reproductive creatures.
I looked at the lil guy that was left. Actually, I have no idea if he is male or female. The lady said I could have him and if Vitti does not like him I could bring him back. She also said the same thing happened to his brother but she sold him and his fur is growing in just fine.
I had to think long and hard. This rabbit was bullied and beaten. Well, scratched. After having dealt with Mac I am very cautious about getting an animal with unstable mental health. I asked the lady if he had any psycological problems due to the bulluying. Blank stare.
I looked in the cage at the bunny. The lady said I could hold him if I wanted so I did.
I spent about 30 mins bonding with my future family pet. I talked to him in a gentle calm voice and he smiled at me.
Heaven knows I need to nip any psycological problems in the bud.
I mean, I would not even know where to find a "bunny shrink".
I bought all the supplies and I go back and pick him up tomorrow morning.
I am sure he/she will fit into this family just fine. :)
