Liz and I were talking at the kitchen table (which was in the dining room, adjacent to where these two were at). I guess our voices lulled them to sleep because we looked over, and both of them were flopped to the side.
It’s been a while since I’ve captured a good “flop” from Phineas. A sign from rabbits that they are relaxed and at ease, it’s always delightful to see this (and better yet to see the whole thing in motion, start to finish).
I saw on Instagram that Mick’s official certificate arrived. The birthday cupcake from his prior photo was phenomenal, but this little fez is just too perfect. Liz pointed out to me that the fez also says “Mick” on it.
For those that aren’t bunny owners, a rabbit flopping on their side is an indicator of comfort and ease. It’s a rare thing to see, and something they typically only do when they feel contented and safe. As their caretakers, Liz and I always feel great whenever we can catch one of them flopped over on their side.
He’s got a lot of regular meds (he suffers from E cuniculi), but he also has some extra meds to help with a cold he recently contracted. And on Sundays, he’s got an extra one that kind of takes his meds over the top.
While we covered a lot of the main hall area with carpeting, there was a small bit that remained uncovered. And for whatever reason, Daisy has taken to this being “her spot.”
The bunnies have been staying with Liz Rench for the last few months, as we wanted them to be elsewhere during a lot of the recent house work. Over the holidays, Liz and I talked and decided we wanted the bunnies to return home.
Liz has been pretty sick the last two weeks, recovering from the flu and a few other issues. She just got back to work on Wednesday, and today we had a vet appointment for Phineas. Usually, she’s the one who takes the day to shuttle the bunnies out to our vet (Chicago Exotics), which is way out in Skokie.
Last Saturday, I had to set up a temporary area for the bunnies in our basement. I spent a while cleaning up the area first, then got some blankets down for a makeshift pen.
I wasn’t really thinking about this, but apparently Liz was – and had a new mat shipped to a few days ago. I spotted this guy on our doorstep one evening, walking home… and realized we had another bunny.
During dinner tonight, Daisy was on the top floor of the bunny cottage. I took this chance to feed her a little mint, figuring I could get a good close-up video of her eating.
Compared to his last visit, Mick is incredibly active! He still struggles a bit with circling from time to time, and we do check in to make sure he hasn’t fallen over on his side. But he’s moving around a lot more (and a lot faster) than last we saw.
Liz sent me some photos last week of Phineas. I guess he had started digging in the litterbox (as he likes to do), and when she caught him and yelled at him… he ran off. A few short moments later, Liz returned to find him totally flopped on his side.