Coco no more

We were all set to assume care for a beautiful dark brown dwarf rabbit.

I've been hesitant to take anything else on, but one look into those deep brown eyes, and I was a sucker.

Easy care for these creatures. They stay outside most of the time in a cage (provided), eat fresh veg or rabbit food, and require a cage change once a month or longer (poop drops to "poop deck").

I walked over to our neighbors to give it a trial run, yesterday during the torrential rain pour. I'd arrived home, to find an unlocked door, and my family missing. Where could they be? The car was in the drive, radio on, no family. I decided to take Coco for a walk, couldn't resist having it next to my cheek, actually. And found the clan at the end of the block where the street had mildly flooded playing barefoot in an enormous puddle! Laughing and soaked to the bone, they did a double take when they looked in my arms.

Ana's first words: Is that a real penguin?

Kevin and I laughed. She'd mistaken the tiny ears for a beak (and was seeing the animal's head as if backwards).

After throwing the kids in warm bubble baths, the kids had their turn. They loved the bunny, although I was somewhat fearful of my rough and tumble boy. El's much more of a hyper puppy pet owner than a trembling bunny kind of guy. Ana just sat and stroked, talking in a sweet voice to the thing, as I felt my eyes begin to swell shut and my breathing become contricted. Yes, those damn allergies (dust mites, dander et al) were raging suddenly. And while we haven't broken the news to Ana, she could read the writing on the wall.

I know this pet can't be ours. Our neighbor was giving it away because he wanted folks to give time to the animal, something he'd hoped our kids could do.

So if you think you might have the heart, and the immunity to take care of this realitively easy pet, please let me know.