Lucky
Okay so here is the story of how i wanted a bunny:
My mama and I have been trying to convince my Dad for the past 6 or 8 years (no lie) to get a bunny. We have both wanted one forever. This year I went to the pet shop right before Mom's birthday and there were BUNNYS everywhere! So, me being the thoughtful...bunny loving daughter I am, called Dad and begged him to let me buy a bunny for Momma's birthday. His response, "if you I'm gunna be mad" So I didnt get the precious bunny. Well, I believe it must have been fate that we get a bunny, because today, a month or so later, I have a bunny. No we did not buy this bunny from a pet shop...we saved him from my own cat's mouth.
So me and my mamma are studying for biology, and all of a sudden Momma says "uh oh the kitty got a bird or sumthin in her mouth". So Momma goes outside to rescue the birdy. When she gets up real close she screams, "SARAH GRACE GET A BUCKET ITS A BUNNY!!!" So I run to the barn to get a bucket, and this is when I discoverd that adrenaline seriously does make you faster and stuff...But anyway I come out real fast with the bucket and momma is holding my two dogs and kicking my two cats trying to save the bunny. The whole time she is screaming "NOOO NOOO NOOO GET OFF!!!" So you can just imagine what my neighbors think. Then the my black cat takes off chasing the bunny towards the garage. The whole way to the garage I am running after my kitty hitting her with a bucket and screaming "NO KITTY NO STOP KITTY NOOOO" at the top of my lungs. Well eventually the cat is in the garage with the bunny...so me being the genius I am, gets the keys and starts up my car which the cat is under. Okay...don't call animal cruelty on me...but in that time of desperate situation I did not seem to care that there was a good possibility I might run over my cat. All I could think about was saving that bunny. (However, I love my kitty and would never try to hurt her) But thank goodness my plan worked by scaring the cat out of the garage. Then after all animals were gone we eventually got the little bunny in one of our old bird cages. Now my (about 4 weeks-old) baby bunny is sitting in my house catching a snooze, and I am studying for my Biology exam right beside her.
After this big event of saving that bunny, that was sooo close to getting digested by my cat, I have decided the bunny should be named Lucky. We will have to take her to the vet so she can get checked for rabbis, and so we can figure out what to feed her. Right now I am so excited that I do not want to leave Lucky's cage for a second cus she is the CUTEST thing. She is sooo small that she is about the size of my hand! :) The thing that makes me wonder the most is, if we ever have some kind of emergency where we need help from the neighbors-I seriously doubt they will notice, cus after all that screaming and running around in our yard, nobody even questioned us. I know we must have looked crazy running around, but we got such a crazy neighborhood I guess it was just like the same old every-day thing.
My mama and I have been trying to convince my Dad for the past 6 or 8 years (no lie) to get a bunny. We have both wanted one forever. This year I went to the pet shop right before Mom's birthday and there were BUNNYS everywhere! So, me being the thoughtful...bunny loving daughter I am, called Dad and begged him to let me buy a bunny for Momma's birthday. His response, "if you I'm gunna be mad" So I didnt get the precious bunny. Well, I believe it must have been fate that we get a bunny, because today, a month or so later, I have a bunny. No we did not buy this bunny from a pet shop...we saved him from my own cat's mouth.
So me and my mamma are studying for biology, and all of a sudden Momma says "uh oh the kitty got a bird or sumthin in her mouth". So Momma goes outside to rescue the birdy. When she gets up real close she screams, "SARAH GRACE GET A BUCKET ITS A BUNNY!!!" So I run to the barn to get a bucket, and this is when I discoverd that adrenaline seriously does make you faster and stuff...But anyway I come out real fast with the bucket and momma is holding my two dogs and kicking my two cats trying to save the bunny. The whole time she is screaming "NOOO NOOO NOOO GET OFF!!!" So you can just imagine what my neighbors think. Then the my black cat takes off chasing the bunny towards the garage. The whole way to the garage I am running after my kitty hitting her with a bucket and screaming "NO KITTY NO STOP KITTY NOOOO" at the top of my lungs. Well eventually the cat is in the garage with the bunny...so me being the genius I am, gets the keys and starts up my car which the cat is under. Okay...don't call animal cruelty on me...but in that time of desperate situation I did not seem to care that there was a good possibility I might run over my cat. All I could think about was saving that bunny. (However, I love my kitty and would never try to hurt her) But thank goodness my plan worked by scaring the cat out of the garage. Then after all animals were gone we eventually got the little bunny in one of our old bird cages. Now my (about 4 weeks-old) baby bunny is sitting in my house catching a snooze, and I am studying for my Biology exam right beside her.
After this big event of saving that bunny, that was sooo close to getting digested by my cat, I have decided the bunny should be named Lucky. We will have to take her to the vet so she can get checked for rabbis, and so we can figure out what to feed her. Right now I am so excited that I do not want to leave Lucky's cage for a second cus she is the CUTEST thing. She is sooo small that she is about the size of my hand! :) The thing that makes me wonder the most is, if we ever have some kind of emergency where we need help from the neighbors-I seriously doubt they will notice, cus after all that screaming and running around in our yard, nobody even questioned us. I know we must have looked crazy running around, but we got such a crazy neighborhood I guess it was just like the same old every-day thing.