Today 3 years ago I bought a tiny fluff ball as a gift for my ex fiance, the shop owner told us "she" was a 4 months old female Netherlands dwarf, that would stay tiny, but as the weeks went by, "she" started to grow, ears flopped one by one and we realized "she" was not older than maybe a month and a half and was actually a mini lop. Much happened ever since, my ex fiance left us when I was kicked off my home by my family and then died.
months later I realized lechuga had balls so non of the advertising promises were true, but I didn't care, I loved him more than anything, and he loved his family of 4 cats very much as well, sadly he watched two of them go, his big brother died of a parasite, and his big sister escaped because a security guard dropped her cage when taking a bus ride, he loved them more than I can describe. Not long after he went into GI stasis at a really bad time in the morning when nothing could be done, but a few hours later he literally pushed through (a huge poop block). Not long after I ended up being kicked out off my apartment by force by the very violent landlord, fortunately my aunt who decided it was better to take me to a mental rehab clinic to treat my depression due to all my losses was able to take them all in. I was away for 10 months, I missed his second birthday and missed him, his big sister Blondie and aunt vampi very much, but I pushed through for them and got out, got us a nice room in a new, much better city, and have been living happily together ever since.
I haven't been able to give him the luxurious life I wanted to give him when I bought him, but he's remained strong and healthy all this time, he's a bit of a prick who refuses hay and frenzies over bread and cookies, but the love this tiny creature has given us is worth more than all of our losses.
I'm so grateful the shop owner was so pushy trying to sell him, he quite literally grabbed a minuscule baby off a cage and handed him to me, I was terrified he would jump off my hands and hurt himself, but he didn't, he just laid there, a tiny fluff ball no bigger than four inches.
That day 3 years ago, that baby on my hands became my son, he was nothing like I expected for my first bunny, but I love him more than my own life and wouldn't change him for the world.
Happy birthday Lechuga Scaramouche Dior Ruiz Cortes
by DeclanONE