Catching up

I have kinda let this blog go... 

To catch up, I am down to 6 bunnies. I am pretty sad about this. I mean, 6 is a nice number, easy to clean and take care of, so that I am glad for. But I lost Momma bunny and Daddy bunny this year. Momma's jaw abscess got worse, much worse. She was undergoing cleanings and scraping every few weeks. She was brave and tough and bounced back after every one with no complaints. She was eating within hours of every treatment, as though nothing had happened. But one morning when I went to feed her, she had little interest in food. She was lethargic and so I grabbed her up and took her temp. Well, it was very low and so I put her on a heating pad, and started warming up fluids to give her. Meanwhile I called my vet to let them know that if she didn't turn around in 30 mins I was heading over. They got ready for me. Well, after 30 mins on the heating pad, and 20 cc of warm fluids, her temp had dropped. Shit. So, off to the vet we went. Sadly, the x-rays showed bloat. (I knew it was bad when my vet walked in with the x-rays and hugged me...) I made the decision to throw every bit of medical care possible at her for 2 hrs, and if she showed no improvement, then I was going to let her go. Well, Momma lasted about 90 mins and started to go on her own, so my loving vet helped her over the bridge. 

Daddy and I grieved and seemed to be doing better. I went out of town for work 6 weeks after I lost Momma and my petsitter called with bad news. I knew Momma and Daddy were inseparable, they have been since coming to my house. I guess Daddy just needed to be with his Momma. I was devastated, because I hadn't been there for him, I wasn't home for him. But I take comfort knowing the two of them are together again, Momma with a whole jaw and teeth, Daddy with no limp, and they are dancing and playing and looking over me from the Bridge. I sure miss their antics though.

I also lost Marilyn, from the last post. Her disease got worse, she went to move in with the vet, and the vet gave her 24 hr care for several months. But Marilyn's gut just wasn't working. And she got painful, and that's no way to live. So late one night, I went over to my vet's house, and we said goodbye. Pogo was there, and he seemed to understand that that was best for her. He groomed her a little and said goodbye to her. Pogo eventually came back to my house to live. I think he's still mad about that, he liked Sari's house better :)

Meanwhile, I still have Victor, who's an old man these days, Sprite, his youthful and devilish girlfriend... Joe and Frank who were Momma and Daddy's offspring (Frank is a girl, I didn't know that when I named her... ) And Willow, my baby love, and Pogo, my antisocial one. I really really want Willow and Pogo to bond, and they do spend hours cuddling through bars, but once in the same room, fur flies. Stupid bunnies. :)

6 is a good number. I can clean them easily, they all get play time, it's good. 

Momma update, Harper!

Momma is pissy, because the hole in her jaw is now the size of her jaw. Seriously, my vet was having trouble finding enough skin to sew together. Her jaw looks good inside, what is left, at least. I saw her bones, and we even saw her jugular tonight, bouncing away in there. Scary to be so close to it, but there was dead tissue sitting above it... Her color was bad though the surgery, so O2 was needed, and we are going to give her a few weeks now, to let the remaining tissue decide if it's going to grow or die.

I just paid $160 for enough Revolution to treat my whole house 3 times for these damn red mites, that no one has any idea where Marilyn got them, and we don't even know that the Revolution will work. That sucks. :? These mites just showed up on Marilyn, who has enough to deal with already. they bite and they suck blood and are just generally evil. Everything we read says that Revolution may not kill them, but what will kill them is too toxic for bunnies to use on them... Hmmm. Yuck.

The great news is Sue is going to take Harper. YEAH!!! But I am going to keep Harper for 2 weeks more to give her 2 full doses of Revolution. Although Momma and Marilyn are the only two I have seen mites on, I am assuming they are on everyone, and I would hate to spread them to Sue's house. That officially puts me back in the single digits. Thanks heavens. I can move the two out of the kitchen and get them into the bunny room!!! Then they are all in there except for Sprite and Victor, who have been contained to a pen in my bedroom. Sprite took to peeing on the bed, and they lost the "free bunny" privilages in the bedroom. Which leads me to the following thought.....

Sprite is the devil. She was out playing tonight, and started cage fighting with Pogo. Before I could set the computer down and go over there, she had LEAP OVER THE PEN, and was IN POGO'S CAGE!!!! I could kill her. In fact, I bit her. Hard. Of course, I got two bites on my arm right back. Poor Victor. I may never let Sprite out of the cage again. The good news is Sprite is grooming Victor, finally. In fact, he's getting more grooming than giving these days. It's so great to see him happy!!! I love it.

Ug. too much work, too little playing.

victor, sprite and the fleas

Well, I have several happy things to report. finally.

First, I seem to have conquered the fleas. KNOCK ON WOOD. I have had no new bites in over a week, I have seen no new fleas, (or old ones for that matter) I had a scary moment two days ago, when a little red itchy bump appeared under my watch... it went away though, wasn't a flea bite. Thank the Lord, cause I was going to kill something really soon. (the fruit flies are dwindling too...)

Secondly, I think it's safe to say that Victor and Sprite have bonded. They have been together for 48 hrs now, and whenever I check on them, they are cuddling... or at least not eating each other. Victor is still miffed that she won't groom him, but he grooms her a bit, and mostly they sit, nose to nose, waiting to see who will give in first. The only problem is that Victor used to be free-range and have the run of the apt all day. I don't trust Sprite, and therefore, I have been containing them to the bedroom. I think Victor is a little sad to give up his living room. And I fear Sprite is capable of jumping the pen, and is just biding her time.... which means she would end up in the living room (bad) and Victor would be stuck in the bedroom watching her (worse)

Sprite's only annoying habit (so far) is she seems to take great pleasure in leaping onto the bed at 3am, and landing full speed on my head. UMPH. This is not a pleasant experience. By the time I am concious enough to swat at her, she's across the bed, leaping off, gleefully, laughing at me. Evil little snot. I have gotten this lovely greeting 4 nights in a row now.... ug. I was going to leave Sprite locked up during the day until I had shorter work days, but the first day, after a night together, when I got home, Victor ran over to her cage and looked at me, like "come on! let her out!" I did, of course. The next morning, before I left, I locked her up. She started chewing on the cage, and Victor ran over and was sticking his nose in the cage like he was trying to get to her, or free her.... so I felt a bit like scum... I let her out, barracaded the room and told her if she destroyed anything, I would kill her. Fortunately, when I returned home 14 hrs later, everything was in order, except the lamp on my nightstand was tilted over... pretty good.

I miss Cookie, and Sprite won't ever compare, but she's a sweetie in her own way, and I sure hope she will take care of Victor in his old age the way he took care of Cookie in hers.

one down, 50 million to go

Uno finally went to his own home this week. He was supposed to go home with my petsitter, but she stopped returning my phone calls. I finally put Uno back on the site, and a wonderful woman named Tiffany adopted him. He plays in her bedroom most of the day, and seems to be adjusting to her schedule.

So, I thought fruit flies suck. Just try FLEAS! Oh My God. I am going to kill something. I itch. EVERYWHERE. I have treated the animals and sprayed the carpets, and vaccummed, and washed and well, I still itch. EVERYWHERE. The worst part is, I got them from my vet. Yep. My vet. I guess it takes a couple of weeks to kill them all. I am so going to kill myself if the itching doesn't stop. holy crap. I itch. It's starting to make me nausous. And of course the fruit flies are still around. Not too bad, as the spray for the fleas also kills them, but they hover about, attacking me periodically, just to remind me that they are there. It's one am, and I can't sleep, because I itch, and I am convinced that I have things crawling all over me. I think I am going to scream.

Momma bunny is still kicking. She has bad days and good. Today was good. She ate, and played, and such. Daddy bunny doesn't like how much food she's getting, when he's not...

I brought home a bunny for Victor. It's been just shy of a year since Cookie left us, and well, I figured he needs a companion. I am not sure he agrees with me. Sprite, who I admit, looks a lot like Cookie, seems to really like Victor. Victor, well, sometimes he cuddles with her, sometimes he attacks her, sometimes, he runs in fear of her. He's a little conflicted.



One of the bunnies at the shelter gave birth in June. Her babies are getting big and feisty now. One ripped a huge gash in my wrist. It hurts. Given, I was flipping said baby upside down to see if it was a boy or a girl, or still undecided. Baby took offense. I am proud, I didn't drop kicking, mauling baby. I held on, and got even more cuts on my chest, and belly. But baby was safe and well, still an undeclaired sex.

i itch. the cuts hurt. Uno may be gone, but I still have 10 bunnies. I miss Cookie. I miss my life before these 50 million bunnies. Before abcesses and fleas and fighting. I swear, there are creapy crawlies crawling on me!!!!! I went on a date. But, with 50 million bunnies, I can never invite another human into this space. I am embarassed. And I itch. If someone ever sees me with out clothes, well I am a scary sight. I have gained weight, and am covered in flea bites. You know, fleas can transmit the bulbonic plauge. If I die, tell them to check for that...

I really have to sleep now. I am thinking of camping on the porch. Less bugs. How sad is that?

Oh dear.

Um, some dumb person left a bunny on my doorstep... he's cute, and fuzzy and grey and lop..... He told me his name was Uno. Anyone want one!?

His hormones are driving my bunnies psycho. Willow (the unfixed female in the house) has been pushing her x-pen across the room just to get closer to him.... Joe and Frank are fighting.... all hell has broken loose.

Oh, and did I mention that the 2 6 year old girls that live in the apts broke into my apt last Thurs while I was at work, and as soon as I get ahold of the landlord, I will be calling the cops on my neighbor's children....
They wanted to play with my bunnies, but I wasn't home, so they ripped my screen off the window,and pushed it open. They climbed in, knocking stuff off my window sill and leaving a nice footprint. They proceeded to play in my apt for about 90 mins (according to my neighbor down the street, who I guess felt no need to stop them, or call the cops.) before they left, closing the window and locking the door behind them.
I came home at 10:30p and just about had a heart attack. I thought I had been robbed, or that someone was still in the apt waiting for me. Talk about scary. Little fucking kids. I wanted to kill them. I was up all night, freaking out. Stupid fucking kids.
AND their parents have made no attempt to apoligize or even punish the damn kids.... I hate bad parents too...

Momma bunny

My poor Momma bunny has been battling a jaw abscess since April, and it just seems to be getting worse. Tues evening it burst open out of her jaw, and I had to clean it out at my home, alone. Wed we headed to the vet and got yet another little mini surgery to get as much out as we could. And her teeth have overgrown now, as she isn't using them as much. So we had to trim her teeth too.
Today her eye is swollen and oozing. There's a good chance that the upper teeth have overgrown and are now causing an abscess under her eye. I don't know what else to do. I have put so much into this, and there's just no end in sight.
After losing Cookie last month, I just don't know that I can handle losing another. And yet, if this really is another abscess, there isn't much I can afford to do.

I am so overwhelmed I don't know what to do!

As life moves on

Victor and I seem to be holding it together. I only cry 2-3 times a day now instead of 2-3 times an hour... Victor is eating well, and last night he started venturing out of the cage again. He escaped out the back to play by my dressers and attempted to get under the bed (his favorite, forbidden spot) What I love is he had to escape out the back, when the front has been open since Sat night.... Today I found him hanging out in the Cotontail Cottage out in the living room. He seems to be taking up Cookie's leadership role, as he is now taking daily patrols through the bunny room to make sure everyone is doing what they should be.

FYI Willow is not, I repeat, not doing what she should be. She found a blanket I left near her cage, and promptly pulled the whole thing into the cage, and sits on it when I try and take it back. I gave up. THEN, she discovered that if she jumps REALLY high, she can land on the x-pen and scramble the last few inches over. I saw her do it, and heard her 2 other times.... It looks incredibly dangerous, as her front half is hanging over the cage and what if her back feet get caught on the way over?? So, today, I swap Mom and Dad's x-pen with hers. Mom and Dad are now approching 8 years of age, and just aren't as spunky as when I first had them, so I think shaving the foot off of their cage and adding it to Willows will work out just fine... ug. Bunnies.

I suspect Victor and Willow will get along stunningly as soon as we both stop crying so much...