The bunnies know, the bunnies know!

She was supposed to take up a little biological space; give him a good cleaning every once in awhile and satisfy his wild urges without the overhead of dozens of replicas running around.

But instead they are inseparable. Bodies linked, they hop in unison, they spend complete days taking turns licking each other. The proper term is grooming. But you should see it, they are quite, um…passionate. When I come into their house, he looks at me like: yes, you still matter, but I’m busy. State your business and be on your way. She, well, she knows she’s vulnerable, she kisses my ass big time. Can I help? She seems to say when I pet him and she works on his ears and I scratch his head.

This all started two years ago when my landlords stated absolutely no indoor pets. I considered chickens but they’re a lot of work and aren’t all that affectionate if you know what I mean. So, I went to Burns Feed Store and when I held Dakota to my chest and heard him squeak in affection as he nuzzled my ear I decided that was it. Oh, and I’ll take his brother too.

The first surprise was that brothers hump each other, voraciously. Every time I looked outside this little activity was taking place. It was embarrassing. Neighbors walked by and looked – “Rabbits!” “You know…” I’d say and point my finger at them and say, “Stop humping, do something else, there’s more to life, really, not a lot more, but you’re still young, you should expand your experiences.” They would look at me in question, “Yogurt chip? Alfalfa?”

The sad day came when I came home from work to find blood in the cage. Dakota had a bit of his ear missing; but his brother had a part of his maleness missing. What they didn’t tell me at Burns is that if you don’t neuter boys before 4 months old they try to castrate each other. I had to learn this from a Micheal Moore movie.

I thought about keeping the brother, the poor thing, I owed it to him. But to be perfectly honest, I still had a thing for Dakota. In all his macho-ness, he was quite a rabbit. He could take down the walls I built to keep him from bullying his brother, he knew his boundaries. If I touched his paw and he didn’t want me to, he’s gently nip at me and then come over immediately for love. And for all his king kong behavior, when it comes to love, this guy would stretch out in my arms on his back, let his head fall back and long ears drape, close his eyes and become a little puddle of bliss right there--macho but a heart as big as the sky. Now that’s the man for me.

So he was alone for a while. I got him neutered. I tried to fill the space that only a girl bunny could fill. But finally the day came when I had to face that I wasn’t enough for him. We went to the breeders together. She brings out a 6 week-old sable tipped lop. She’s the bunny version a simese cat--huge feet though. Dakota charged her immediately. She ignored him. Like he was a fly, a disturbance in the field. She held her ground. He looked at me confused.
“You’re still macho Dakota. She’s just a little more spiritually evolved than you.”

I knew she was the one.

They lived in a divided cage for six months until she was old enough to be spayed. It was an honorable courtship; full of curiosity and longing. They say it can take weeks to bond rabbits when one comes into the territory of the other. In their case, it was more like; what took you so long?

Jealousy is a funny thing. I pet her and he dives under her, his head peaks out; he looks at me like, “I’m still your guy, right?” “Another woman doesn’t change my feelings for you, really!”
And, she knows this is a bit complex. “You’ll still feed me right?”
But just the other day a man said “she’s bigger than him, she shouldn’t be bigger.”
I guess girls shouldn’t be bigger than boys in our silly society. But in rabbit society the more the warmer, the more, means more love.

Now Dakota has his bullying sorted-- reserved to protect his harem. He sits on his perch like King Kong watching for the occasional cat or aggressive crow that comes into the yard. His priorities are clear, his family in tact; all sizes and shapes accepted. He’s a changed man!

Note: Thank you Sage Cohen for the title to this blog! Also note that the handsome fellow on the left of the sexy bunny girl is our macho rabbit, Dakota and the white, fluffy love muffin on the right is his new girl, Kayla.

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[Sage]

Heart as big as the sky...Yes. That is the man for you. What a wonderful mother you are, facilitating such profound bunny love!