Pet Therapy

Being stuck in the house and sitting in the recliner all day can drive a person crazy. I don’t think I’m quite to that point, but some days are harder than others to not be able to get outside and see people.

Luckily, I’m easy to entertain and I have pets. I’ve mentioned that we have 2 dogs, 2 cats and a bunny.  I don’t do much with Bunny, because she is Little One’s, but I love to watch her when she is out of her cage hopping around the house, thumping, and scaring the other animals trying to make friends.  You just haven’t lived if you haven’t seen a bunny go up or down stairs.

Fat Gray Cat has been depressed with Oldest One at college. Before she left Oldest One spent 2 weeks sleeping in the same t-shirt to leave for Fat Gray Cat to lay on.  And she did, all day, for about the first month.  Oldest One has left before, but not for too long.  When Fat Gray Cat realized she wasn’t coming back I was the recipient of her affections.  She would jump onto my head as soon as I got into the recliner each morning and demand to be pet.  And then when she felt she had been pet enough and wanted to thank me she would rip some skin off with her teeth or claws.  I try to take pictures each day and Snap Chat them to Oldest One, who misses her baby.

The dogs are always good at cheering me up. White Shaggy Dog, in a perpetual state of confusion, is the best.  He jumps up on Husband’s recliner, right next to mine, and hangs between the two chair arms for me to pet him.  He doesn’t like me to look at him when I pet him (he gets embarrassed), so I look at blogs or FaceBook.  White Shaggy Dog grunts and groans in happiness when he gets pet, and when he falls asleep he snores.  He furiously wags his tail when I talk to him, and he is good for a hug when I feel sad.

Silver & Black Dog is a bit more aloof. She needs to sleep in the pantry most of the day, where the pets’ food and water is, and where the doggie door is.  She will alert us when one of the sketchy (to her) cats comes in by barking and hopping around.  Silver & Black Dog loves to have her tummy pet, and she will lay right by or on me all day as long as I pet her.  She gets super excited when we leave and come back, even if we only left for 5 minutes.  I love how she welcomes us home, leaping around, giving little cries and wagging her little tail stump as fast as she can.

Last is Tuxedo Cat. She spends a lot of time outside patrolling our house and some of our neighbors to make sure no gophers think to move in. She purrs all the time.  She is Little One’s cat, but she is always happy to come lay on me so I can pet her.  For hours.  The only bad thing about her is she sheds, so Husband can’t pet her.  Tuxedo cat is scared of Fat Gray Cat, but good friends with Bunny, the only one not afraid of her.

I’ve gone on way too long about my pets, but they have really helped me feel better being stuck in the house. There is something so wonderful about petting a dog, cat or bunny that makes you feel better, and makes the world look better.

One Bunny at a Time

Yesterday I picked Little One up from a youth group event, and she said the family whose house it had been at might be getting rid of their bunny. Little One wasn’t all that interested, because white bunnies have pink eyes, which is a little freaky to her. But, if they couldn’t find anyone to give it to she would want to take it and give it a good home, and not have it go to a shelter.

Little One has a bunny, a very spoiled bunny. She had been campaigning to get one, so last June Husband took her to the feed store by our house and let her pick out a bunny. She picked a grey and white one who has turned out to be very sweet, friendly, and a very good pet. We had bunny cages from previous bunnies, and also an outdoor bunny run. Little One spent her summer bonding with her bunny, and they were very cute together.

Little One still gives a lot of time and attention to her bunny. With her school and cheer schedule she does need help, so Husband puts the bunny in the bunny run several times a week so she can spend a day digging holes (which he will fill up so she can dig them again). Little One reads about bunnies on the Internet and has several pages she has Liked on Facebook. She is always asking to buy treats and toys for her bunny, to keep the bunny entertained and happy.

Husband recently expanded the indoor bunny cage in Little One’s bedroom with the second cage we own, so the bunny now has an L-shaped cage to romp around in. She was a little hesitant at first, but after Little One spent an afternoon pushing her between cages to get the hang of it the bunny was all about it. She has her litter box, food, and water in one cage, and hay and toys with room to stretch out in the other. It looks like bunny heaven, and she seems to be getting a bit bigger; or maybe it is just how I see her laying.

I’m not excited about another bunny, because it’s an extra cage (they would need to be kept apart) in Little One’s bedroom and an extra responsibility for a 14 year old that already has a lot going on. I wouldn’t say no if they were going to give it to a shelter, but I’m not saying yes until all other avenues have been tried. I really like our current bunny, and enjoy interacting with her when I can. I think a second bunny would require extra parent help, which I can give, but don’t know that I’m excited about. I think our new mantra needs to be One Bunny at a Time.