And it’s not going in a pot for a casserole… ?
Sadly, one of our bunnies died in the summer. We aren’t sure why. He was perfectly alive and happy one night when we put him in his cage and fed him and the next day when we went to feed him he had died. It was a bit traumatic all round… RIP Hoppity! ?
That left his bunny bunk buddy Wriggles all alone. He didn’t seem to mind (Hoppity used to harass him quite a lot) but as winter approached I felt that he was going to get lonely and cold in his hutch outside even though we made sure he had plenty of warm bedding and a cover on it.
So, on a mad whim, feeling guilty, I bought an indoor cage and now Wriggles the Rabbit is ensconced in our kitchen. He’s basically in the hub of the house, where he gets a lot of company and it’s warm. He took a few days to get used to it but he seems happy. He still gets his daily chunk of time out in his outdoor run or if the weather is vile we put paper down and he hops around the kitchen which is hilarious as he’s terribly nosey and wants to get into everything. He’ll go back out to his hutch outside when the weather warms up in the spring. The cats were interested for about five minutes and did spend time staring at him in his cage but they cannot get to him and at night we cover the cage so they can’t sneakily try.
Apparently you can toilet train rabbits, but I don’t think I’ll go that far.
He even has his own Christmas stocking!
So there’s a rabbit in my kitchen, as you do. I feel like I run a mini petting zoo! (See what I did there??)