feverish thoughts and a gratuitous bunny photo

i'm sick. but at least there are bunnies. i tried to fight it all day, but i'm aching all over, my head is incredibly stuffed up and my ears are ringing so loud i asked my family if they could hear it. i had a fitful, feverish nap this afternoon, where i dreamed that husband put our big old giant webster's dictionary outside on a trash pile. i found it flipping in the wind and a bit wet from rain and i was so mad, even after i woke up, that i had to call husband and yell at him. he felt that was a little unfair, pointing out that he couldn't help what was happening over in my dream life. i said, what if that's real life and this is all a dream.

playing outside

our baby bunnies are a little over a month old. 

we decided it was time they experienced fresh air and sunshine.

it took some courage to leave the bunny basket (we always carry them in this).

but it turned out to be both safe and fun outside of it.

plotting bunny hijinks.

do you think we could dig our way out? 

mama mira came along too, to teach her babes the ways of the big, wide world.

time for a bit of rest.

the accidental rabbit

currently being called mira (tho' that could change) just earlier today, it was named nanna.

currently being called sophia (just a few hours ago, known as ninus).

how does one accidentally purchase two rabbits, you ask?  well, it could happen (purely hypothetically, of course), if you were on a chicken acquisition mission and you thought that while you were looking at the blå avis for chickens anyway, you'd do a quick rabbit search. and the rabbits were not that far from the chickens, so it was quite easy to just pop by.

your plan originally was to check out the adult rabbits, so you could make your own babies with the rabbits you already have. because you can't allow them to make babies because they're brother and sister and so you need some outside blood. you had pretty much settled on a nice black & white buck for your dear solskin rabbit at home, when the nice lady asked if you wanted to see the babies around back. and lo and behold, there was a whole hutch full of the most adorable baby rabbits. in. the. world. some fuzzy ones and some with lop ears and so you think it would probably be best to get some potential wives for samba, your boy rabbit back at home.

and in the giddiness of the moment, you take two, but prudently decide not to buy the adult rabbit after all (showing some scrap of sanity reason restraint remains). and then you go on to get the chickens (only buying two more than you had originally planned and ordering half a dozen more). and there you definitely do not agree to buy a 4-year-old pony the next time you come back to get your other chickens. (that pony was so small it would so have fit in the back of the car if it hadn't already been full of chicken wire, bags of cement, pepper plants, rabbits and chickens).

and that's how you could accidentally buy a rabbit. or two. but really, look at their faces, could you have resisted?