I now effectively have two male rabbits (I'd known that the one was male, but I finally caught the other one to check him, too. Yay for not having five bazillion after a week! <3).
So my senior class, the great people they are, release eight rabbits into the gymnasium the other week. Eight birds were released also in the HALLS. Unfortunately, the idiot who went through with this idea either didn't know or care that birds, as well as many other animals, get startled easily. A few of the birds flew headfirst into the glass doors thinking they were open and died. ;-; I was irritated.
We still have all these rabbits hopping around, and I hear this girl Julie telling her friends to follow her because she thinks the janitorial staff caught some and have them in a box. Being the animal lover that I am, I trot happily after them to see the bunnies. 4laugh
They're awfully cute little things. In fact, they're so cute that I offered to take two of them home with me. One of the teachers' father raises rabbits, so he took a few, and some other kids asked if they could have one or so, too. I would've only taken one, but I was afraid my rabbit would get lonely, so I also took a friend for him. This teacher is a good guy, though, and he made sure to give the rabbits to people he could trust.
Needless to say, my mother was not thrilled with the rabbits. I also have two dogs and two outdoor cats; one of my dogs is a beagle (but she's afraid of nearly everything, and just likes to sniff the rabbits), and the other is my baby Beria (who devours all forms of life when given the chance e_e). But I assured my mother that there was no cause for concern! Rasputin and Stalin could occupy a stall in the barn (there are no other animals in the barn; my dad uses it for storage and we never really had the time or money to get horses, despite my prodding).
Yes, I was on a trend to name the rabbits after megalomaniacs.
Yes, they were happy in the barn together.
I felt successful, so after giving them water and food, returned to the house and took a nap. My father wakes me up later: "The rabbits are out hopping around."
And, what do you know, the little buggers dug a hole under the stall door and escaped. Ohgawd, what now? My cats behaved themselves and stayed away from the rabbits (I believe that, since the bunnies are both white, my cats thought they were abnormal and didn't bother; one of my cats has eaten wild rabbits she's caught in the past, but left the new pair alone. D: I yell at her for eating bunnies...). So I caught Stalin (lawl'd at the name, I bet you did) and set him back in the stall, plugging the hole. "Now stop that," I told him, waving a finger.
Rasputin was significantly more difficult to catch, but I eventually got him hiding beside the barn.
The next day, what do you know, but when I get in my car to go to school, rabbits are out! "Curse my attachment to cute animals!"
When I got home, I tried to round them up again, and eventually got both (at which point I checked gender; I wasn't positive about how to do it before). So now they're back in there (with more plugged possible escape routes) for who knows how long.
If you guys would like, I'll get some pictures of them for you.
