I've been waiting since Mother's Day to pick up my rabbits from the animal shelter. The US Mother's Day was on 12 May, so two and a half weeks. It was only supposed to be a couple of days, and I was actually supposed to pick them up the day after my birthday, on the 18th, but there was a double booking with the surgeon, so that didn't happen, but they're home now!

Anyway, I've had two rabbits before, one died about a year and a half ago. She was the first pet I got with my husband, she was deaf, and the queen of the household. She bossed everyone around, and was completely fearless, probably because she was deaf, and lost a lot of the skittishness associated with most rabbits. She was fucking rad, and I miss her.

So the two bunnies I brought home had the most ridiculous names when we got them, as shelter pets tend to do. My dog, named Pascal now was called Leroy, and while fitting, that obviously had to go. His dog (yes, my dog has a dog) was named Aioli, now named Lovelace. Not the worst shelter name I've ever heard. My second rabbit didn't have a name. One of my cats was Lennon, as in John Lennon. One of the guys that worked there loved the Beatles, and really took a shine to him. Anyway, the rabbits were named Timmy and Nugget, and those obviously had to go.

One of the rabbits is significantly larger than the other, and while at the shelter was completely chill. Bring him home, no chill. He's been a nightmare. He's pushy, doesn't want to be touched, won't eat any veg, massive sweet tooth, and if we're being honest, is kind of fat. Super unhealthy for most animals (including humans) but really bad for rabbits. He was apparently outdoor bun, only got out once or twice a week. Doesn't like to be picked up, but that's normal for rabbits. Super intelligent. I adore him already. He's going to be trouble; I can tell.

The other one is significantly smaller, and while he was really brave with the cage door closed at the shelter, didn't really want to be touched. bring him home, and he instantly is more comfortable with me than the other rabbit is. I was actually able to get the medication he needs into him, which was not the case with the larger one, because rabbits are surprisingly strong. He was also happy to sit with me, which was nice. He refuses to eat in front of me, which I find to be a little humorous, but you do you, little dude.

They met briefly. I had to separate them because they immediately started humping each other, and while normally I'd let them, it's apart of rabbit dominance, and pecking order and all that, y'all just got neutered yesterday, SLOW YOUR ROLL. So their cages are close for now, they can smell, they can see, but they cannot touch, nor hump. Will try again in a few days, after they've healed a bit more. Especially once they've lost a few more of the hormones.

They also stink, because all shelter animals stink.