Many of you 4 know that I have other bunnies besides Baby Fwan. I love all my rabbits the same, each one has a unique spot in my heart. Thumper was my first rabbit, and boy is he some rabbit. He is big and white and a dream to pet. He is full of personality and loves his Frannie to death. He is the bossiest bunny I have ever seen. Thumper has been thrown out of 5 different karaoke bars across the island, all because of his bossy habits.
I never knew anything about bunnies when I got Thumper, I never even knew people kept them as indoor pets. At the particular time in my life, I was a little depressed, recovering still from a hurtful relationship with an ex-girlfriend, and I thought getting a pet might help get my mind off of depressing things. I gotta tell you, this bunny had me hooked from the first minute. I never seen anything quite like him, he was SO funny, running around the living room doing binkies. Then he would sit there and hump his furry ball for 15 hours straight while I laughed my ass off. Of course once I figured out that he needed to be "fixed" I took care of it immediately.
That calmed him down a lot, and my Mom was angry with me and said, "He is different now! He don't like me!" I told my Mom why he "liked" her so much before and she understood. Thumps was the best, I swear I never thought I could love an animal as much or more than a human, and I really love my bunnies just as much as I would a newborn baby. One day, I came home and found that we no longer had a window sill with 20 houseplants. We now had a windowsill with 20 pots of black soil, no plants. Thumper had evidently gotten up on there and eaten every single damn plant on the sill. I decided to look the plants up to see which ones were harmful, and was shocked to find out that all of them were! I took him to the vet and they watched him the whole night into the day, he was absolutely fine. Unreal, just pure luck I guess. They let me see him before leaving for the night. I went back there and there he was stuffed into an incubator to keep him warm. Looking at me like, "What the hell am I DOING here??" God, talk about adorable, pure white albino lop in an incubator, the office girls couldn't get enough of him."
Thumper does so many funny things, like spreading his fat tummy over the air conditioner vents so he gets the entire volume of air to his fat tummy! None for the rest of the house though, from the other room I hear the air pressure change in the vents and yell "Tumps! Get off the vent!" and then I hear the pressure go back to normal. How funny is that?
I have come up with so many names for Thumper, they are:
Thumps
Tumps
Tumper
Tumpee
Tumpie Rabbits
Tumpie Wabbits
Bumpy Rabbits
Bumps
Booby Rumpus
Baby Wabbits
Booby Baby Bumpus
And many more that I can't think of. So next time you hear about Baby Fwan, remember that BF isn't the only gig in town, I have 3 other superstars to make fun of also.
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Despite your pretend indignation at their antics it is obvious how much you love those buns. They are good for what ails you.
ReplyDeleteThumps and Biff sound like pretty similar buns. Biff is also very bossy, and often downright cantankerous; he usually becomes indignant when I try to pet him (which is constantly), he shakes his head and tail at me and hops away in disgust. Always sweet as pie to his Sogna girl though. Also I am convinced he is a bunny genious. He knows and responds to about 15 different words and commands, whereas Sogna doesn't really seem to understand any.
ReplyDeleteMaybe the personality is a "1st bun syndrome"? (much like the oldest child syndrome in human families... they can also be pretty bossy).
I also have a lot of nicknames for him, but mine don't make as much sense. Biffy Bun Bunnington, Biffington (usually when I'm mad), monster, stinky, beasty, stinker, fatty, just to name a few.
Isn't it amazing how as much as we love our other buns, the first bun always holds a special place in our hearts? Sogna is so much sweeter and more affectionate, but Biff the Brat is beloved, maybe because I've had him since he was only a month or two old, he was my very first bun, and I feel like he's my son. No matter how much I hate him at times (like when he compulsively pees on my bed whenever I go out or when my friend he doesn't like comes over - he even taught Sogna the angel child this behavior), even in my anger I love him twice as much.
Thumper is super star bun for sure. Are all your rabbits bonded? Adding you to my blog roll (if that's OK)
ReplyDelete"Despite your pretend indignation at their antics it is obvious how much you love those buns. They are good for what ails you."
ReplyDeleteGee Christina, what "ailments" do I have? Is it that obvious I am a suburban caveman shacked up with 4 bunnies?
"I also have a lot of nicknames for him, but mine don't make as much sense. Biffy Bun Bunnington, Biffington (usually when I'm mad), monster, stinky, beasty, stinker, fatty, just to name a few."
ReplyDeleteLisa, I like your alternative names, mine get really stupid at times too, but I love saying them. I feel like Thumper is my son too, but Frannie feels more like a mother-in-law if you can understand that lol.
"Thumper is super star bun for sure. Are all your rabbits bonded? Adding you to my blog roll (if that's OK)"
ReplyDeleteDiana, thank you, Amelia and Harriet are gorgeous buns also. No, just Thumper and Baby Fwan are bonded. My other two midget bunnies are sworn enemies. Yes, of course I don't mind you adding me, thank you.
Ailments:At the particular time in my life, I was a little depressed, recovering still from a hurtful relationship with an ex-girlfriend, and I thought getting a pet might help get my mind off of depressing things..........
ReplyDeleteMy two buns first came to me as an "in honor of" or a "memorial" if you will.
Lucky, lucky bunns.
ReplyDeleteThanks Puff.
ReplyDeleteChristina, I don't totally understand what you mean when you say, "My two buns first came to me as an "in honor of" or a "memorial" if you will."
3 years ago this Memorial day I was feeling pretty low about losing my Dad and my brother. I thought an animal might cheer me up. A bunny for each loss.... I had no idea how that would change me.
ReplyDeleteLiek you, I had no clue that bunnies would be a source of joy for me, or for my couch.
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