Just a Friday evening, hanging out with the bunnies.
Well, we were hoping that some new hay might reduce how frequently Phineas kicks the hay out of the litter box. I guess that hope was misguided.
That’s right. We ordered up a box of sampler hay. And to top it off, this is how Liz and I spent our evening.
Staying home. On a Friday night. With a box of hay samples.
As a bunny owner, seeing moments like this is just a great feeling. Not only is the cuteness just over the top, it’s a signal that the rabbits feel comfortable enough to leave themselves “vulnerable,” in such a pose.
In terms of a happiness gauge, the flop is up there with the binky.
I was sitting on the floor with Liz, and the two of us were petting the bunnies. I happened to have a glass of wine near me, and had to pick it up once Phineas got a little curious.
Lots of veggies, and lots of plates! I forgot to take a photo until after I had already fed them their dinner, so it’s a total of 12 plates if you count the ones they’re snacking on in the back.
When rabbits “flop” over onto their side, it’s a sure sign they’re very comfortable where they are – and it gives us no small degree of pride and delight whenever Daisy does this.
A few weeks ago, Liz picked up this Infrared Thermometer, to help gauge temperatures around the house. It’s been neat to use it, to test for drafts, and to help us identify places where we might need to add some additional insulation.
And here’s a photo we took on NYE’s, before the year’s end. Both of them are making weird faces because we had just given them carrots, and captured them mid-chew.
Phineas and Liz have this understanding they’ve built up, over the years. From time to time, if Phineas is at an elevated location (the stairs, or the top of the cottage) and is there waiting… Liz will wander over, and position herself nearby.
A few days ago, Liz set up a new corridor area for the bunnies. This, in combination with their cottage and maze, gives them a whole lot of places to explore and play.
Confused why there would be any noises from upstairs, Liz and I looked at one another. And then realized: the bunnies have gotten past the gate!
We think Daisy’s rogue approach to stair traversal (Liz has purportedly seen Daisy leap over Phineas while coming down the stairs) led to one of Phineas’ spills. And he’s been pretty hesitatnt to come up ever since.
Last night, as Liz was clipping the nails on the rabbits… I got some close-up photos. Look at that mug!