Hazards of the occupation, I guess

Here's a nice one. This is me, a week or two back, after I got scratched on the cheek by a rabbit.

I was trying to move Dr. Pepper-- that's our chocolate-colored Rex rabbit -- to a boy's cage because I'm trying to breed rabbits to sell as Easter Bunnies (I have an agreement with 2 feed stores to sell them some baby bunnies before Easter). Well, Dr. Pepper was already pregnant and didn't want to go. She struggled, and my grip slipped, and next thing I knew, there was blood dripping off my cheek. As luck would have it, I had a wedding to attend the next day. I looked like a cat with a set of whiskers missing.

She had her babies last night, though, so that means she was already pregnant. She had six of them, Velvet rabbits, and they survived their first night in the nest despite a low temperature of just above zero. Ella was mad as heck that I didn't let her go mandhandle them ...


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