Time for a new look

We all had our pictures done today. And, as per usual, Lilo pouted and squinted his eyes… Sigh. He sees that camera and knows that it’s not his most favourite thing… even if he is the most handsomest man ever.¬†And I fought with Cleo the entire time to stay on the table. Butters and Caramel did a fantastic job – they don’t know yet how much they’ll have a camera shoved in their faces. Haha.

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As much as I don’t want to not include Jinky, it’s time for a change. He’s permanently in my heart, on my arm and still has his own spot on the site. ūüôā

After a little Photoshop we were ready to be a banner. What do you think?!

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Welcome to our TWO new buns! Yep, I’m earning my nickname…

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Yep. I’m Crazy. TWO new bunnies.

I have to give kudos to their bunny momma as she was moving and knew she didn’t have the right space for them to be happy. It’s not often I’ve taken in bunnies that are as spoiled as mine (or more so!).¬†Meet Butters (brown and white male) and Caramel (orange and white female).

Butters is 6 years old and a very mild mannered itty bitty Holland Lop. He is very sweet and gentle boy loving face strokes and bum scratches (which he’ll kiss you in appreciation for). It has been less that 48 hours at his new home and he’s already figured out the best path for a good binky/run. I’ve been told he LOVES banana and bum twitches while wolfing it down. We’re going to try some today!

Caramel is a 6 month old Mini Lop who is very bold and adventurous. Once she’s ready we’ll have her altered like the other 3. So far there isn’t much fresh food she won’t indulge in. We tried going outside for the FIRST TIME EVER yesterday and she’s not very sure about it yet, however, once we teach her the sounds and sights are¬†safe she’ll probably enjoy it. We found out the hard way she REALLY doesn’t like being picked up as I have a few war wounds to show for it but, like Cleo, she’ll learn that we won’t hurt her and once you’re up, we don’t let go so you may as well just submit to it. Haha. We hear she LOVES mango so I may try her with a piece of it this evening.

They are not quite free range yet… but have GIANT cages until we can ween them up to being ‘on the loose’ safely. They’re also not bonded yet but as you can see we’re already having great success with mini dates and are hoping to have them fully bonded in the next month.

More photos and stories to come in the next few weeks!!

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It’s been a long time coming. After losing Jinx in January I finally had his memorial tattoo done… and I couldn’t be happier with the result. I’m already thinking of booking my appointments to put Lilo and Cleo on! Thanks so much to Jay at Straight to the Point in Goderich, ON for doing such a FANTASTIC job!! Jinky would have loved it.

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Better late than never. A little Christmas on your Valentines’ Day.

Our Christmas shoot from last year!¬†Here are a few of the out takes. ūüôā

At first Jinx wasn’t too impressed by the idea…

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But then he just kind of gave up and let me have my way…

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I miss this little face.

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I think I was the only one involved that thought this was a GREAT idea.

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Lilo stopped pouting and lifted his head for one shot.

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And finally. The first and only time these three were photographed together ‚̧

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I take pet names a little too far… Part 2

In light of losing Jinky I’ve decided I’m going to do my best to make this next post a more happy one. Let’s focus on the many nicknames of Lilo. Because Lilo was the first, the original rabbit that got me into this crazy place, he has acquired one or two nicknames…

Originally named ‘Lila’, I was down on the floor playing with ‘her’ one day and noticed something strange as ‘she’ hopped away. Could it be?! After picking ‘her’ up to investigate… Yep. It’s a BOY! Whoops! After a good giggle, I told him if we just switch the last letter of his name it’ll sound a little more manly. Lilo it was.

And then the nicknames came flooding in… Lou, Rabba Lou, Rabba Lou Bug, Bug, Bubba Lou, Ribba Lou, Ribbit, LeeLou, Rabba Louski, Louski, Bubby, Buppy, Bub, Babe, Rabbit Puppy, Weebo, Weebie, Chubbin, Chubby, Chubby Bum, Snorey Pants, Handsome, Handsomemen, Sucky, Sucky Bum.

There will be more that I’ve forgotten for sure… My one and only Lou. ūüôā

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My little boy is gone

Monday, January 12, 2014 was one of the hardest days of my life. At 11+/- years old, I had to say goodbye to my little boy, the one and only Jink-E-Bean.

This quirky little stinker came into my life 8.5 years ago. I had popped into the Oakville Humane Society to have a peak at a different bunny I had seen¬†on the website… and there he was. This shy, handsome, loppy face peeked¬†from behind the cage and I knew we were meant to be together. The vets at the shelter said he was between 2 and 4 years old and had been and rescued from the outdoors. His black and white spots, silky fur, tiny body, big ears and feet and dark, beedy eyes… I was instantly in love.

I had my eye on adopting a bun so that my 9 month old Lilo lop had a pal. I worked a lot and thought another bunny would be a great way to keep Lilo from getting lonely Рnot to mention spring a bunny from a shelter to give him a better life. I had all of the supplies, some space and the rabbit basics down so why not, right?! Boy did I not know what I was getting into.

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Named Leelo at the shelter, that was the first thing to go and he was promptly named Leroy Jenkins, but Jinx for short. His first day must have been scary. He had just been neutered, the new smells, new people, it took him the entire first day to come out of his cage (which I had draped over with a blanket to help him feel safe) even though the door was wide open. After deciding that this new, quiet home, with space to roam was safe, he began to warm up… eventually. Well, at least letting me pet his forehead without running away to hide behind the toilet within the first few weeks. He was always leery that you were going to pick him up as he HATED it.¬†Jinker, at first, was very grumpy and quite¬†vocal about it. He’d have no hesitation to grump at you (bunny growl) if he was uncomfortable or didn’t like what was going on around him. This came to be his signature as with time he mellowed a bit, but never lost his feisty side.

Unfortunately, although heavily researched and attempted many times, Jinky and Lilo were just not meant to be bonded. They would get in Tasmanian Devil knock down, fur-flying brawls that usually ended in Lilo missing chunks of fur or bleeding. At times I wondered what I had done¬†and that having¬†another bunny was possibly a terrible idea.¬†Even though they¬†couldn’t be in the same space together they¬†were completely ok hanging out at the gate that separated them. And by completely ok I mean Lilo pressing himself against the gate¬†to be close to Jinx and Jinky trying to nudge him away or pull out his fur.¬†Sigh.¬†Everything in my heart told me I couldn’t give up on the grumpy little bum.

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Eventually, Jinx would become tolerant of his Lou and look over to him for company. They were quite comical at times. One would get rev’ed up and run circles, or bolt explosively across their side of the room… so the other one had to as well. They would have competitions with each other to see who could get more of mommy’s attention and as I’d be patting one’s head, he’d be looking over to see if the other was paying attention. Little did they know I didn’t pick favourites and they were both treated the same. Lilo was bonded to Cleo years later but Jinker preferred and remained being solo, bonded to his mommy.

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We all did a lot of growing up together. Moved around from city to city, relationships and break ups to eventually find our rabbit daddy, the trials and tribulations of becoming completely potty trained & free range.¬†They also learned my language,¬†“No, Get Down, Don’t Chew, Treat, Cookie, BANANA, What’s This? (which also meant treat), Bedtime (which in the early days meant they’d run to their cages and eagerly poke their faces out and await a treat – they were completely free range within a year), What are you doing? (they’d stop and perk up because they were doing something they weren’t supposed to and was quickly followed by NO, and loud clapping so they’d quit it)”.¬†And I learned theirs – the head bobs, the cold shoulders, the binkies, the running circles, the squaking, the kisses, the chins, the stomps, the kick-kick-kicks and the bum twitches.

Jinky had everything to do with me getting involved with Rabbit Rescue. I was doing research one day, probably for bonding or nutrition tips, and came across the RR site. I had no idea how many mistreated and abandoned bunnies were out there, just like him. I felt I needed to help in anyway I could so I contacted the Rescue. To this day I continue to volunteer my time (almost daily) and skill in photography and graphic design to help them out.

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Once moving to an apartment with a little more space, Sir Jinken Beam really began to blossom. I decided to keep him in the main space of the home where my office was to help him become more social. He truly¬†flourished. The first time he binkied, I cried. Jinx became so inquisitive he needed to be involved with EVERYTHING that happened. Yinker¬†loved the smell of clean laundry so I’d fold it on the floor with him and he’d happily bounce around, sniff it and then pull the folded piles¬†apart. He’d always pick a cozy vantage point¬†that he could see what was going on in every direction – that way¬†he wouldn’t miss out on a thing – especially if he heard the fridge – he’d come running. You never know when something good would come from there. In the evenings and weekends when I worked from home, he was more than happy to remind me he was there with nose bonks and nibbles to my feet and ankles so I’d have to rub¬†him with my feet. He LOVED to be stroked on his little noggin and he never let me too far from his sight.

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In his prime he was quite the explorer. He’d hop to the top of his cage (always left open, just used as a pee pan) to grab a compressed hay cube or two that happened to be stored up there. Quite often if you couldn’t find him he was trying to climb into boxes, under the couch, under foot or got himself stuck in a little hidey-hole. The odd time he’d have to be rescued. You wouldn’t find him, however, on an uncarpeted floor. Unless it was his only way to escape from something he didn’t want to do, his mission in life was to stick to carpet. Being anything but firmly on the ground with great grip was strictly prohibited in his mind and he would vocally let you know about it if you were to dare deviate from his rules. The one thing he wasn’t though was destructive. He’d play in the packing paper I gave him or throw around the toilet paper tubes and take the odd nibble but preferred not chew or shred things. We rabbit proofed around him until the last few years but he maybe chewed one wire in the entire time that we’ve been together. He wasn’t interested in that. He was a love bun.

Jinker wasn’t a big fan of hay, but loved compressed timothy hay cubes. His favourites were Martin’s Banana Muffins or Apple Dumplings which he affectionately knew as Cookies. He was happy to eat small pieces of most fruits but his absolute fav was banana and he started begging an hour before bedtime in hopes he could have it just a little earlier. Organic Field Greens made up his ‘Good Morning Salad’ which he never thought twice to completely devour. And of course his absolute fav was the fresh herbs I’d grow in pots on the balcony in the summers, he’d nearly crawl up my leg to get to them. Ooops, I almost forgot. His love of chips. If this guy heard you crunching on a chip you had better watch your ankles. He was over like a flash in hopes he could snag a wee bite of a plain potato chip, plain corn chip or his ultimate favourite, Nacho Doritos. *Please note I do not condone giving your rabbits chips, it’s not healthy, he only got a wee taste from time to time.

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The vacuum and broom where his arch nemesis. I’m not sure what his experience was like before me, but they were never out to get him… All 3.5lbs of him would come flying out of nowhere to jump and growl at it like either of them owed him money. Oh the things he’d do that made me howl with laughter.¬†Jinky¬†also wasn’t a fan of car rides. He would curl up in the corner of his crate and hyperventilate. For that reason we avoided car rides as much as we could with him.

His super flops were the best. He’d literally throw himself on his side to relax. It made me giggle out loud every time and he’d always look up at me as if to say, “what, this is how I get¬†cozy”. One day as he was passed out cold, I took an old leopard stuffed beanie toy and curled it up next to him. Well, I came back into the room to find Mr Stinky Bean beating up said toy. Thinking it was quite comical I continued to insist Jinx hang out with him. The poor stuffy was chewed, thrown, dragged, digged and sat on. He affectionately was named and became known as “That Fuckin’ Guy”. TFG took his lumps in a long initiation that resulted in him losing his bow and his whiskers looking a big disheveled. True to Jinky’s style, if you can handle the long ‘warm up’ period he’d eventually love you, and that’s exactly what happened.

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Jinx loved visitors and was very eager to greet anyone that came to our home. I’m sure along the way he’s helped convince some of those people to become rabbit lovers as well. Being the baby of a photographer wasn’t his favourite thing as he would find himself in some precarious situations.¬†However I did notice he¬†liked to¬†pose as if he knew he were handsome. He also knew there was always¬†a cookie or two in it for him when the camera came out. He was smart.

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As his joints began to fail, TFG came in quite handy and was a great companion to lean on. I also built him a little stair to make it easier for him to get into his pee pan (which he helped with of course – nosey bum) that at this point had long had the cage top removed. Hopping up on things became less frequent but he was just as happy. The vets at Campus Estates Animal Hospital were very helpful in managing his pain and gave us lots of tips to keep him as comfortable as possible. He’d get lots of back massages, face ‘scrubs’, a little help scratching his ears, a soft blankie to lounge on and a dose of pain meds which he’d angrily try to box out of my hand EVERY SINGLE TIME¬†I administered it. However, he was quick to chase me for treats when it was all over.

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Yibbin’s arthritis progressed. We went up to 2 shots of Metacam a day which meant we couldn’t go too far without him. So if we couldn’t get a ‘sitter’ we’d pack up the car with necessities and he’d come with us. Last June he went camping for 3 days with us and earned yet another nickname, Jinky Campy Bean! In July my husband was in an accident and was in hospital hours away from home for a few weeks, so, Jinx also got to experience a hotel room and a stay over at an aunt and uncle’s home.

After we got home both Jinx and his dad weren’t moving too far too fast¬†and Jinx kept to his blankie on his area rug. He spent most of his days draped over, grooming or lying up against his beloved TFG. Poor boy started to lose control over his bodily functions and messes became more frequent. He was still sharp as a tack mentally, begged for food, was happy to wobble over to greet you for attention and even get a little¬†sassy with¬†you if you were in his way. When he became too sore or weak to hop he¬†just dragged his body around. I knew I was close to having to make that call.

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I insisted over Christmas that we do a themed photo shoot and try to get all 3 rabbits together in one shot. This had never been attempted before. I was nervous but with the help of their rabbit daddy and my mother-in-law we wrangled them up popped them all down and I happily snapped away with tears in my eyes knowing this was going to be the first and only time to happen. We made it through the Christmas season ok but with each passing week, his condition was worsening.

He was messing every time I picked him up – his poor hips must have hurt even though he didn’t wince or squak. I cut out the front of his pee pan so he could just walk right in from his blankie but most often, he couldn’t make it in time. Last week he couldn’t get his ‘hopper’ working anymore and was messing all over himself, I quite often had to cut out the poop from his fur or wash him. It was at this point I realized I was purely just being selfish keeping him with me and it was time.

Once I got up enough courage I made the call. I cried the entire time while on the phone¬†with¬†the vets’ office, spent the rest of the afternoon allowing him to eat as much mixed greens, cookies and banana pieces as he liked and touching his soft silky fur. I even managed to sneak in one last photo shoot with the natural light of the window and his beloved TFG. Quietly packing everything in the car, I put his blankie on my knee and he rode crate free in the front seat while his dad drove. He was able to peak out to see one last sunset and a rainbow. The angels were watching over him, ready to welcome him home.

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With one last chin, he was placed on my knee with his dad at our side. I probably told him 100 time how much I was going to miss him, what a great boy he was and how much I loved him. Jinx passed quickly and quietly into a place where he was in no more pain and could binky free again. Thanks so much to Dr Kendra at Campus Estates for talking us through his last moments and allowing us ample time to say goodbye.

Oh Jinker. There will never be a replacement. Your one of a kind saucy little attitude will be missed dearly. You taught me patience¬†and¬†commitment, you challenged me, brought me so much joy, made me laugh, but most importantly turned out to be the best little companion that anyone could ever ask for and literally one of my best accomplishments in life. There will always be a large place in my heart for you. And someday, when the pain of your absence starts to lessen, I’ll adopt again. If that bunny is half of the character you were, I’d be so lucky. Who knew such a little life¬†would be such a big impact.

Love you to the moon and back my dear little Blinky Bun. My special little boy. XO

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Time for a hair cut

Someone on our Facebook page asked why on earth¬†anyone¬†would bother to cut LionHead or Angora rabbits’ fur. I took this as a perfect opportunity to write a blog post as I noticed our Cleo was due.

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One of the main reasons WE cut our LionLop’s hair is because she HATES being brushed. Hates it. So to avoid a bunch of stressful encounters weekly, we decided she’s better off getting a hair cut a few times a year. Cleo’s mane hair grows to easily 4-5″ long… and it’s thick, from her eyeballs to past her shoulders. She’s a very pretty bunny with her long hair, and does a pretty good job of keeping herself clean, but it can get matted very easily. I let her grow it out until I see the first signs of matting (once or twice a year) and when it’s finally looking scruffy, it gets chopped off. We very carefully pick her up and trim her bum fringe, back hocks, and long mane. Today she made sure she stomped in disapproval.

Another reason we up-keep through the year as her mane¬†grows right into her eyes so she can’t see. She does this funny thing we call ‘rabbit scanning’ where she litterally scans the room side to side because she can hear something, but can’t quite see what’s going on. Although it’s cute, it’s not that fair to leave her with a limited view.

She looks more like a scruffy gremlin now but it will not take long at all before I’m trimming her mane out of her eyes again.

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I take pet names a little too far… Part 1

As I’m finishing up some retouching at home I realize that in one sentence I called Jinx 3 different names. So I started thinking about how many nicknames I actually have for my 3 fur-balls and it’s a little outrageous…

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First of all, Jinx’s ‘long name’ is actually Leeroy Jenkins – shortened to Jinx cause it’s much more fun. After that comes Jinky, Jinker, Jinkin, Janx, Janky, Jinky Bean, Jink-E-Bean, Bean, Beam, Beanie Boo, Beanu, Beaner Bum, Sinker Bum, Stinky Bean, E-Bean, E-Bun, E-Bunny, Beaner, Jinky Doodle, Yinky, Yinky Doodle, and most recently Yibbin or Yibbity Bunny.

I’m probably forgetting some…

Ooop, yep. BeeBeeDoop, BeeBa, BumBum, BeeBin, B-bun, Blinky, Blinky Bun, Blinky Bean, Wobbles & Wobbly Bunny.

The worst part is, my husband knows exactly who I’m talking about for all of the above. :S Woopsie!

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A new photo shoot!

 

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Well, it was about time to change things up a bit. I decided late one evening it was time to update our picture. I spend a lot of time on other people’s photos and my little gremlins mean the world to me so it was time.

Some of you may know that Lilo and Cleo are bonded but Jinky’s a lone ranger. ¬†So… how did we get the shot? PHOTOSHOP! As much as the rabbits don’t like the camera (yes, they know that it flashes – Lilo actually squints when he sees it) they were compensated with Martins Apple cookies so they tolerated it. ūüėČ

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