Y'all remember when we go these cuties? Yes, they are still hopping, happy and well fed. When they are little, it's kind of hard to tell if they are girls or boys. We didn't care, we just wanted some cute little bunnies. My daddy looked at them and told me they were both girls. So Mittens and Buttons were christened.
And then we found out my Daddy was incorrect. Don't get me wrong, it could be way worse. We could have one girl and one boy and therefore, many more bunnies that we originally anticipated. But instead, we have two boy bunnies. And for some reason, they are going all brokeback mountain over in that hutch. How in the world do you explain to a five year old that her cute little girl bunny is actually a horny little boy bunny and he wants to get his business on with another boy bunny? We are going to separate them soon because one boy bunny didn't want to play the other day so horny bunny bit him.
There was blood.
And when the girls saw, there were also tears. The fireman checked them both out and calmed the girls down. Buttons stopped bleeding eventually. Or mittens, I don't know who is who.
This picture was used in a new book on raising backyard rabbits. The Tornado was totally excited to be in a book. When she found out they actually paid her? You couldn't contain her excitement.
What did she buy?
A new tiara.
The girl has priorities.