New harness in place, ready to have the evening walkWhile out driving to an activity yesterday, I made the mistake (laugh) of visiting the pet supply store to purchase new (steel) collars for both pups, as well as harnesses to afford more comfort while out walking daily. That's what I browsed the store for, but with other children in tow, somehow a new vision came into their minds, and mom here was not only smitten, but gently coerced beyond the ability to deny the sense of the good and humble idea presented by them.
Of the children remaining in our home these days, three of them troddle out to the barn early each morning, afternoon and evening, to check their pets and tend to all their needs or chores in there. One of the children joins daily in the parade to the barn, though he has been disappointed about the territorial issues revolving around the animals, and that of not being given a fair chance to help out. Particularly he's mentioned several times, he doesn't have his own reason to venture out too, eager to greet the animals each new day, with the rest of the gang. His little hamster is fairly independant, sleeps all day long, and can't be walked or played with like a larger animal.
What can I say?
I smell something new in here...but I'm only a bird hunter
To the right side of the entry door of the pet supply store, a new litter of fluffy and oh so cute bunnies was on display. These were the mini lop bunnies, like the one we already have named "Floppy". They don't mind cold weather and only need protection from any cold wind, making them a perfect pet for the barn. Also, we've had a wonderful experience with our other gentle and cuddly bunny thus far, to the point where everyone marvels over just how sweet it is, even the original store owners when having its nails cut not long ago.
So, there they were, in their sweet baby bunny splendor, twinkly eyes mesmorizing the customers, certainly ready to have a new home await them all by whomever they could entice to have them. Everyone near the animal section stood over the large cage just oozing and gushing over them, mainly though a little black and white patch one had spellbound my children, such a sweet little thing of course. ("Mommy you just have to come and see this one!"), So sweet! I wasn't going to look. I knew what "could happen" if I did. But, I became weak, too weak. Pure mush!
Call it a truce I suppose. Our younger son could assist in its care, but had to be educated and must read up in the bunny manual, and for clarity purposes, it was going to be MINE, or the family's new animal if I agree, therefore no fighting over the "sweet" baby bunny dear. (sucker me)
"But mom! We already have everything we need for it, AND, we already do the work for one, so another is hardly an additional problem for us!"
Introducing our new arrival;