Carter: 8 month old, German Satin Angora buck
Callie: 6 monh old, German Satin Angora doe
The story’s antagonist (actually, just a representative picture. The real article is round).
<cue evil music>
<creak … door opening>
“Oh no! Here she comes again.”
“What does she want this time?”
“I don’t know. Who knows! Can’t she just leave us alone? All I need is 15 seconds with that cage door open and her looking the other way, and I can be outta here.”
“You wouldn’t leave me behind, would you? How am I supposed to get out from way up here?
“That’s your own problem, babe. It’s every bunny for himself!”
“She’s opening my cage door. How come I always gotta be first, anyway? I don’t wanna go! No! No!
….. “Come on, Callie, sweetheart. I’m not going to hurt you. Come back here, @#$% it! I just want to brush you. You’ve got to get used to me handling you. You’re going to be here a long time. We might as well get to know one another. Ouch! That hurt!”
…… “Lay down, sweetheart. Right here, on the towel. That’s a good girls. I’m just going to brush you. I have some papaya for you. @#$% it! Stop scratching me, for crying out loud! I WILL win this battle, Little Miss. You better just get used to it.
“Why does she keep putting shavings and newspaper litter in that box she wants me to sit in, anyway? She’s got to know that it’s going to get all in my fur!!!”
….. “Come back here, @#$% it!”
“OKay, okay. I’m ready. The sooner we get this over with, the sooner I’ll get that hunk of papaya.”
<cue nice melody>
….. “That’s a good girl. See? This doesn’t hurt a bit.”
“Right. Easy for you to say. You’re not the one having your skin pulled off your bones by a wire brush!”
….. “Okay. Back you go.”
“Ha! Your turn, big boy. You really can’t get away ’cause you’re too big.”
….. “Come on, Carter. Come here. I’ve got a treat for you!”
“@#$$% ! She’s using that scruff-of-the-neck trick on me. I remember when Mom used to do that. What happened to my legs! They’re just hanging there! Okay. I’m on the towel. How far down off this table is it? I think I can make it.”
….. “Oh no you don’t. Come back here. You need to be brushed worse than she did. The sooner you agree to just sit here, the sooner we’ll be through. G(*&& @#$%%^ it! Get down off my shoulder. That hurt. Tomorrow I’m clipping those nails off if it’s the last thing I do. Get back down here. Give me your tail. You’re a mess.”
“Well, it’s your own fault. You put that stupid box full of stuff right where I like to poop. What did you expect?”
…. “That’s a good boy.”
“Enough already. Where’s the papaya? Is it fresh? I hope it’s better than that junk you gave me last night. It wasn’t even sweet.”
….. “Okay. That’s enough. Let’s go. Good boy. Here’s your treat. You guys have a nice night. I’ll see you in the morning.
“Oh, joy.”
“I miss my breeder.”
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Have you tried the cat brush with the beads on the ends of each wire? My guys hated the pure dog brush, fought brushing until I got that one. Also, I use a greyhound comb. It is metal and the teeth rotate so it does not pull on the hair so much.
Good visit with Kathy?