“How adorable; how cute,” exclaimed my daughter and went on to describe the two rabbits brought home for my grandchildren from the “Bunny Rescue” organization for Easter.
“Really? You paid for rabbits? How does that happen that rabbits are rescued?” Ignorant of this amazing process of sheltering rabbits instead of eating them, I foolishly added, “How much does one cost?”
Astounded by the figure she mentioned, I didn’t add any clucking or tsk-tsk noises over the phone, but figured I’d now heard everything.
Curious about this development, Hubby phoned her and asked the questions I couldn’t. “Where are you keeping them and what do they eat?”
Daughter then admitted she had to purchase two special hutches from the rescue organization and could only feed them certain items. Also, they had to be removed from their hutches for a certain amount of time each day to get some exercise and preferably outside. Her spouse was at that very moment setting up a fenced circle in the back yard so they could get their daily outings. Hubby had more nerve than I did to ask. ”Won’t they eat all the grass in that area?”
“Oh, maybe. We’ve got to make sure we don’t fertilize or spray for weeds and move it around the yard.”
While Hubby digested this information, I picked up the extension and asked,
“How are Tim and Beth with the bunnies?”
“Well, we’ve discovered they actually don’t like being held, but it’s still a good idea to have the kids assume responsibility for cleaning their cages and feeding them.”
I took a wait-and-see attitude toward the experiment. Sure enough, the next conversation went like this:
“How are the bunnies doing?”
“We don’t have them anymore. I ended up doing everything when the kids got bored and they didn’t seem to like us. So, they went back to the rescue place.”
“Oh. Well I guess you don’t have an Easter pet then.”
“Actually, we do. The kids wanted a Bearded Dragon Lizard so we bought one. . I’ve also started raising grub worms, crickets and mustard greens, because their food is pretty expensive. He’s really cute and sits on my lap to be petted.”
I bit my tongue from asking how much this cost, but Daughter became defensive and added, “I love him and he makes better eye contact with me than the kids do.”
Are you wondering, as am I, how long it will be before the Easter Bearded Dragon Lizard is returned to the pet-store?