Middle Daughter is the resident rabbit expert in our family, she’s put in hours and hours of research and if she can’t answer a question, then she “knows a man who can”. I’ll try and explain what we’ve been doing but if I’ve got something wrong or something needs adding, I’m sure she’ll drop in with a comment or two to help us out.
Apparently two males and one female have the best chance of bonding in a trio so we were in luck. We had to put all three rabbits into a confined neutral space, they can be very territorial and we didn’t want to introduce anyone into anyone elses territory so they were all heading towards the bath. This in itself proved the most stressful part of the process so far. I was to pick up Pepper, a feat in itself as he’d been very well conditioned by Alice not to come anywhere near me. I started first and with some amazing luck within less than five minutes I had Pepper up and out of the run, huddled in my arms with his head tucked firmly in underneath my elbow. I guess he figured if he couldn’t see me, then I couldn’t see him.
Next Finx, (or “Queen Finx” as Middle Daughter affectionately calls her because she is very much in charge of Tango) was lifted up and given to Hubby to hold while we waited for Tango to present himself into an appropriate position to be gently lifted out of their run … No chance, he’d seen the other two hoisted up into the air and was having none of it. He settled himself into the most in-accessible part of the run and stayed there. In the end Middle Daughter had to
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I just had to leave that last line of gobbledy-gook where it was because I’m sitting on Middle Daughter’s settee with my feet up under her throw as the heating is turned off to keep the rabbits cool and Lola, her cat just jumped up and seated herself on the laptop keyboard for her share of the attention.
Where was I ?, Oh yes, Middle Daughter had to practically dismantle the weatherproofing of the run to finally coax Tango out and eventually we got a very hot Pepper, a rather annoyed Finx, and a slightly stressed Tango into the bath.
Hubby needs a mention here for his heroics, Finx decided she was having none of it and wanted to get down, sinking her teeth into his shoulder and breaking the skin through two thick jumpers. He’s ok, and his war-wound will heal in no time.
Actually the stress of catching them worked in our favour because they were all too upset or annoyed to bother fighting with each other when we put them together. Pepper just lay there panting, Tango turned his back on Pepper and pointedly ignored him and Finx sat rather indignantly between the two.
Pepper put his nose down to Finx, if he was asking for her to groom him then he was very much out of luck, Queen Finx very rarely grooms Tango let alone a stranger. There’s another possible explanation though, maybe he was putting his head down low to show he was no threat and it this is the case, it soon worked once Finx had persuaded Tango to turn around and at least acknowledge Pepper was there, she stretched out on the mat and made herself comfortable.
So there you have it, the first part of the “dating game”. Tune in next week for the next thrilling installment …
No seriously, it’s all going fine, we’ve progressed past the bath stage but I’ve got other things I need to be doing, like eating lunch and making coffee etc., not forgetting more photos to sort out, so I’ll finish for now and catch you up to speed on the next post..