Navaho Gunleg

…and as with every start of a holiday, some shit happens to one of our animals. Every year it’s the same story, but with a different animal each time. We got four in total, 2 cats and 2 rabbits.

So we were sleeping and in the middle of the night, last friday, we heared a *bang*, a toy-bell ringing and a very loud screeching rabbit. We jumped out of our beds and raced to Chico’s cage.

There we saw the little fella entangled in the cages’ bars trying to force its way out — a pretty scary sight. In fact — initially I thought the critter scared itself to death and was stuck there, frozen still. Luckely, the guy wasn’t dead but just frigging scared.

Usually, you don’t ever really hear a rabbit make any noise, besides some cute humming. Only if it fears for its life that it makes this awful screeching sound. Kinda like a squeaky toy, you know, that high pitched noise (oh yeah that reminds me to kill that sadist that invented those toys — I still hear the damn sound echoing in my mind).

Anyways, we still don’t know as to what exactly happened, but what we do know for sure is that Chico got caught with its jaw between 2 bars. While I was holding the animal, my girlfriend was bending these bars further apart and the bunny ran off in its cage when it felt it was loose.

All in all a pretty panicky situation, especially because after, the rabbit was very scared of everything. We kept offering it food but it refused in the beginning so I feared something with its teeth, or jaw even.

But now its happily eating and running around again — not as before, but the affair obviously left a scar and those things take time with rabbits.

So now we can go back to enjoying our two weeks off — laters.

Rabbits, Bunnies, Cages, Panic