I am currently writing this as a certain little bun tears apart a cardboard box. But hey, this is my life now. Chewed up cardboard all over my bedroom, a chewed up carpet, and an energy filled bunny that runs from one corner of the room to the other. I never knew what it would be like to raise a baby bunny, nor did I ever think I’d get one in the first place, but my goodness it has been one of the most rewarding, yet challenging things I’ve ever done.
On November 23, 2017, my car broke down on the side of the highway on my way to class (Trust me, this detail is not irrelevant). I was stuck on the highway for so long, that by the time I was able to switch cars with my father, I would have been marked as absent by my professor, even if I attended class. I thought to myself, I’m just going to take the day off and head to the mall.
Now, rewind to about a week ago, I had been talking to basically everyone about how much I was wanting to get Theodore a friend, that way when I was in class or at work, he would have someone to keep him company. I remember mentioning it to my boyfriend almost every day and his response was always, “no, Theodore is enough.” However, for some reason, the night before my car broke down he had been sending me pictures of rabbits that he thought were absolutely adorable, and that he would be okay with me getting (can you guess what they looked like?).
Now, it just so happened that the mall that I went to had a small pet store, and I thought I’d just check it out. When I did, to my surprise, I saw EXACTLY what I had been looking for.
I was in such shock and immediately began texting my boyfriend telling him I found the exact bunny he had described. However, the only thing that was missing was whether the adorable bunny I found was male or female. We both wanted a female, and I knew it would be easier to bond her with Theodore later on if she was, so I asked the people to check for me, and sure enough it was a girl! It literally felt like fate. Sure, my car broke down, and I missed a day of classes, but out of those negatives came the most positive thing that I would have never expected.
I immediately told the employees that I was interested, and just like I did with Theodore, I quickly began purchasing things she would need at home, and rushed back to the store to pick her up. When we finally arrived at home, I felt a rush of emotions, it brought me back to when I adopted Theodore, so I decided to keep her in the kitchen like I did with Theodore for her to get settled. After the first couple of minutes I realized, she didn’t have a name yet. I couldn’t think of one in that moment, and because my boyfriend and I agreed she would be an early Christmas gift from him, he decided he would name her. When he finally told me, I couldn’t help but laugh, he said to me, “I want her name to be Sarah because she’s brown, small and cute, just like you.” It was a very sweet moment, and thankfully after a few hours, Sarah seemed to get more and more comfortable in her new home.
After a few days in the kitchen, I decided to bring her into my room, and I gave her a small introduction to Theodore.
I know that very soon they’ll become best friends. But for now, they are being housed in separate rooms until my little girl can get spayed and is fully recovered. Like I mentioned previously she’s been quite the ball of energy. She’s dug up the carpet.
She absolutely loves digging and hiding under her digging box.
But having her with me and seeing her cute little face in the morning, watching her run around the room, and even feeling her cute little nudges on my leg is so rewarding. I love my little bunny, and I’m so glad I made the decision to introduce her into my life.