Boy or Girl?

If you have paid close attention to my previous blogs. Which I'm sure you haven't. You might have noticed my rabbit buster is a girl. Ideally, I wouldn't name a girl Buster.
When my boyfriend bought me the rabbit, he told me it was a boy. I didn't know anything about rabbit's at the time so I believed him and had picked out the name Buster.
Well, when Buster was about ten months old, I started seeing a lump on her neck. The only thing that came to my mind, was that it's a goiter. Goiter's are tumors that appear on the neck and become cancerous. Rabbit's typically die from these. Since there so hard to remove, rabbit's can die from the surgery of trying to remove them. I, of course, freaked out. So I scheduled an appointment with a vet immediately.
Since she's such a big rabbit and all black it's hard to tell what sex she is. The vet informed me that she was a girl though. So the lump on her neck is a dulap. Which are what female rabbit's get. It's a fat sac that there body can live off of when they get pregnant and are nursing. So they don't die, from the toll it all takes on there bodies.
I, of course, was relieved but at the same time wish I would have known before. I told Johie she was a girl. He said he just assumed because she was black. I guess neither of us knew anything about rabbits.

I didn't Know What To Do..

Summer '10, she was still a bunny.

Like I do once every two months, I was going to take my rabbits to get their nails clipped. One of my rabbits is about 15 pounds and pure black so it's very hard to see even where to cut the nail. The other one just scratches. So I take them to Bruno's Pet Parlor. http://www.facebook.com/pages/Brunos-pet-parlor/180683555276689
My mom told me about that place because thats where she takes her dog. If they can handle her dog, they can definitely handle my rabbits. I've been going there since last spring, it's close to my house and reasonable. Even though, i've been going there it's always an adventure. Since one is 15 pounds and the other one is only 5 (Spotz). If Spotz comes anywhere near buster she does not hesitate to attack him. It happened before, by accident. I didn't know the other one got it. It's not pretty.
Well I took Spotz in first to get his nails clipped. Then I put him back in the car and went to grab Buster. Then I went to put buster back in the car and grab money to pay the lady. Well I couldn't find Spotz ANYWHERE in my car. I had parked right across the street from the place so I left my passenger window half way open. Or my car becomes a hot box, no lie. He always sits in the passanger seat. I figured since it looked like no one was really around and he would be to scared to jump out it was okay. I didn't know what to do, I started calling out his name. Looking around on the street. I had no idea what could of happened to him. My heart dropped.
So I sat on the curb and decided I was going to call my mom and maybe she would know what to do. I left my passenger door open as I was sitting on the curb in front of it. Just as I was about to dial, Spotz poked his head out from under the seat. He had been laying under the seat the whole time! I had looked under there to. I didn't even know he could fit under there. I felt like maybe I had over-reacted about the situation, but he was no where to be seen. What else was I supposed to think?

Spotz.

All though I was satisfied with my rabbit Buster. I wanted another one.

My mother and I went to the Bay County fair one day and they were selling rabbits for ten dollars a piece. Which was definitely cheap for the breed they were, Netherland Dwarf, and one other breed to. I had to have one. They were so cute and little! Even though they were seven weeks old. Surprisingly, my mother said I could get one. Since I did have a few spare cages at home, and they were so little. Neither of us had enough money on us though. Since we had already gone through the fair and spent ours. The fair was going to be there almost a week longer though. So we decided we would come back the next day. They said they had like 6 left to sell. So we told the lady we would be back the next day for one. I already knew which one I wanted.
Well, change of plans. I decided I was going to ride bikes down to the fair with Johie. I was going to pay for the rabbit and then just have my mom pick it up later on that night. So I could walk around the fair and I wouldn't have to worry about riding my bike back home with a bunny on hand. Johie and I didn't know one of the bridges was closed that we were going to go over to get to the fair. So we had to take a different way.
I knew we weren't going to get there till night fall. So I called my mother and told her what was going on and asked if she could just go pick up the rabbit now and pay for it. I told her which one to get. She did.
We finally made it to the fair, which was a blast like always. But all I could think about was getting home to my new baby bunny! He was so little I felt like I had to be so delicate when holding him. I decided on the name Spotz, because of his spots, obviously. My mom came home with one I hadn't picked out though. I told her to get a different one. But she didn't listen. I wouldn't trade him for anything now. He is the silliest, most fun rabbit to be around.

Buster.

I never liked rabbits that much. I always kind of thought they were ugly or scary for some reason. 

It was easter time of 2009 and I got a text from my boyfriend at the time. He said he was at the meat market on his side of town and there were rabbits on sale for $6. Which is cheap for a rabbit, because sometimes they can get up to $50. Hince on the meat market, rabbits are there for people to purchase to fatten up and eat for easter dinner. I had no intentions on doing that at all. I just wanted one because I hadn't had a pet of my own in years. Then I thought of what my mother would say if I asked her if I could bring home a rabbit. No. I could already hear her voice saying, "Don't you dare bring a rabbit in this house." I pushed aside those thoughts and texted my boyfriend back yes. He asked if I wanted the white or black one. I said the black one, because the white ones have those freaky pinkish eyes. I'm not going to lie, those eyes are ugly! So he had the guy hold the bunny for him and he picked it up the day before easter. 

On easter morning he walked over to my house with the bunny in a cage. Which was already surprising, because it was raining out and he lived three miles across town from me. He put a shirt in the cage though, so the rabbit could lay under it for some warmth. I had mentioned to my mother the day before this, that Johie (my boyfriend at the time) had bought me a rabbit. She didn't seem to have any reaction, so I took that as in it was okay for me to have this new pet. When really it meant she wasn't paying attention or thought I was talking about a stuffed animal. So I went outside when Johie got to my house and I was sitting on the porch holding the rabbit. He was explaining some things on how to care for the rabbit. It was only six weeks old! I'm surprised it survived. Rabbits still try to breast feed from their mothers at that age. It's a flemish giant rabbit tho, which are the biggest rabbits you can find. They get up to twenty pounds! 

Anyways, my mother came out of the house and said, "Um, what is that?" I said, "It's my new pet, what should I name him?" She didn't want the rabbbit to stay in the house at all. I knew though, that it's cuteness would break her down and she would let him stay. She did, of course. She adores the rabbit now. I settled on the name Buster.  Now, I love rabbits! I can't imagine what I would do without Buster.