Casper & Natal

They arrived today, the rescued rabbits - huge boys 2yrs plus.

Casper is the larger one, less shy

Natal is the smaller, shy one, still a little unsure of himself and his surroundings.

The amazing thing was, Rusty, got really excited and did what males do - tried to mate - which was really shocking for the two white boys. So, the pen is separated now, until I can get Rusty done sooner at the clinic.

Going by what we witnessed, he's definately more than 4.5mths old.

Rusty - Day 2

Rusty seems to be fine, just that he is not used to being carried.

I am almost done with his condo - just a few more tweeks and he can be locked up in his condo at night. Right now, he's in a small cage at night -

He doesn't seem to like the mint leaves as much as his hay - so today, i'm going to pick up some parsley for variety.

He seems to know his name, so I can't say he's not intelligent - so I guess we need time to work on training him and getting him to adjust to the house rules.

Rusty

Rusty the Lionhead.

I'm the 3rd person to own him in his short life to-date.

He's just 4.5mths old and came to live with me yesterday, the 10th of Jan 2010.

He's so full of energy and a real glut - eats all the time.

He hasn't been handled too much, so he's still skittish like a stray cat - but rabbits generally do not like to be cuddled, so I guess he's not too far off track.

I got him booked to be desexed end of Feb as he's too young now, just so I won't forget.

He's a bit thin - not what I'm accustomed to as all my pets are just chubby - but I'm sure after the surgery, he will be larger in width!

He's quite intelligent, getting used to his name and hopping to the fence for us to take notice of him. Will make sure he's properly litter-trained before giving him a free run - which I heard could take some time - let's see if we can do this sooner rather than later.

The cats are curious and have been lurking around the playpen - so far, not aggressive, just curious.

Will be integrating them and hopefully they will all get along.

Comfy comfy

Just a cute shot of pringles and snuffles on their favourite bedding - my duvet. Actually, instead of me enjoying fresh sheets, they got there first.

So, it's not only us humans who appreciate the smell of fresh sheets and the comfort of a fluffy duvet - as shown.

This picture was taken early in the evening, when most cats, nocturnal as they are, would be pottering about for food.

The thing about comfortable bedding is, both for humans and cats - it's hard to pry our carcass from it!

Frisco on his Swing

I did try to take a snapshot without it appearing too yellow, but it didn't work out. Anyways, this is Frisco, on his day swing, right after a shower. He was grouchy today and nipped my finger, because I usually take him out in the mornings for a shower, not afternoon and because it's not his usual timing, he probably got pissed.

I should allow him more out time, but it's difficult with my work schedule and even if I'm at home, he cannot be left to attend to himself, because he will climb down and create situations with the cats. I'm not worried about his getting hurt by the cats, but more what he will do to them - since he already makes it a point to chase Pringles when he finds his way down his perch. He does it too silently and most times, I end up calling him - not that he will respond, because he knows when I'm searching for him and for that reason alone, he would hide behind some furniture.

I do feel terrible, not being able to have him out more often, but his cage is next to my favourite couch now and he does get to sit with me, sort of, daily - his cage used to be in the balcony, but it's now in the living room. So, perhaps that's why he's pissed off, but not as pissed off as he would normally be, without much out-time.

Duchess - a He, who is calle a She

This is a picture of the late Duchess - who is male actually but I didn't know better when I got him...so I made the ghastly mistake - which didn't seem to matter to him....

To a cat, a name is a word you call them by when you're about to either give them a back rub or serve them food.

He was indeed fat, too fat, but diets made him go crazy and so I just let it be.

He passed away years back. Thought to just upload this image, in case all other pictures get damaged.

Pringles at her best

If anything, Pringles is Miss Collapse. This is her posture most times, totally uninhibited and doesn't care where she parks her tail.

Hardworking Pringles

25 May 2009

This is her favourite spot in the afternoons, especially when my son is trying to do his revision.

Pringles was actually snoozing, but when she heard sounds coming from the camera and probably 'saw' the testing flash, thru half-closed eyes, she did what all vain cats do, perked up to strike a pose.