More recently, she acquired my bunny stud earrings in sterling silver. You can buy those (or their 18K-gold siblings) singly …
… or in pairs.
As I mentioned in an earlier post, pairs of bunnies make me think of a Visa Check Card commercial from about 10 years ago in which two pet store bunnies multiplied at an alarming rate to the tune of “Love Is in the Air” while a would-be purchaser tried to pay for them by check.
Sure enough, as soon as Susanna received her earrings …
… she had three bunnies on her hands. But don’t worry! The earrings didn’t get up to any mischief. Susanna already had a pet bunny named Tank. She got the earrings to match him.
I love a cuddly pet so I had to ask Susanna all about Tank, who was adopted from a shelter. She said:
“I’m not sure how old Tank is in bunny years (or even human years), but he definitely qualifies for the bunny AARP because this fall will mark his 10-year adoption anniversary, and he was full grown when I got him. My mom jokes that we should all adopt the Tank diet (lots of cabbage and fruit peels, with garnishes of rabbit pellets and Timothy hay) and we’ll live to be 110. His favorite activities are sneaking into the fireplace to take an ash bath and just generally make a mess, sunning himself on the rug and, of course, eating. I think he’s his cutest when he does The Peter Rabbit and sits up on his hind legs and looks around curiously. He also has very definite ideas about housekeeping — if I try to rearrange his cage he will violently fling things back into place.”
As for bunnies in general, Susanna said:
“Rabbits actually make great pets. Before I got Tank the only exposure I had to bunnies was a class rabbit in elementary school that was basically a furry blob. (Now I realize it was probably traumatized from living in a small cage all the time and having small children poking it.) But they have distinct personalities and are very communicative. Contrary to what we all learned in nursery school, rabbits do make noise (mostly a muted clicking sound when they are excited), and they have a happy dance that involves hopping and leaping in circles. They’ll also flick you off with their hind legs when annoyed. Rabbits aren’t slavishly devoted like a dog, but not as standoffish as a cat. They can be completely litter-boxed trained — I wish I could take credit for Tank’s training but he arrived from the shelter like that. They are fairly low maintenance, about on par with a cat. It is important that a rabbit have enough room to roam — please don’t get a rabbit expecting to keep it confined in its cage all the time.”
If you’d like a live bunny of your own (as opposed to an earring bunny), Susanna recommends that you adopt one from your local chapter of the House Rabbit Society/or local animal shelter. I noticed today that my local Petco was having a bunny adoption, along with a cat adoption. I was focused on getting in and out with my bag of kitty litter, so I didn’t browse the bunnies in the back of the store but I did take a look at the kittehs in the front and was amused to see that three out of 10 were snoozing in their litter boxes. There’s no accounting for taste, I guess.
On that note, I must acknowledge that not everybunny loves bunnies as much as me and Susanna. My fellow Buffy the Vampire Slayer fans can join me in singing Anya the demon’s lines from the musical episode, “Once More, With Feeling.” (Click the lyrics for the music.)
“Bunnies aren’t just cute like everybody supposes
They’ve got them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses.
And what’s with all the carrots?
What do they need such good eyesight for anyway?
Bunnies, bunnies, it must be BUNNIES!”
And who can talk about the evil that bunnies do without re-watching the killer rabbit scene from Monty Python and the Holy Grail?
I bet Tank is watching this while nodding and saying, “That’s right, bitches. You BETTER run!”