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Our Newest Family Member


Is there a pet that you’ve always wanted to have?

I wouldn’t consider myself having had a lot of pets although I have always really loved animals.

I’ve always had cats.  I love cats.  I know they have a stigma of being grumpy, but most of the cats I have had have been very cuddly and sweet.  I don’t like cat hair everywhere.  I don’t like cleaning up hair ball vomit.  Or grass vomit.  Or pee in my beanbag.  One of my cats chewed all the hands and feet of my barbies.  But they are playful and soft and snuggly and all of my cats have come when I call them.

I hate to admit it, but I don’t love dogs. I like the idea of a dog.  They are sweet and loyal and like to play.  I like the idea of taking a dog on a walk and throwing the frisbee for him and taking him camping.  I like dogs.  If they are calm.  If they don’t jump up on me.  If they don’t bark. If they don’t chew on my things.  If they don’t dump over the trash.  If they don’t slobber on a toy and then put it in my lap.  If they don’t lick me.  I don’t like the idea of having to search my yard for dog poop rather than cleaning it all up from one litter box.  I want the kids to be able to play in the yard without stepping in dog poop.  I don’t think we’ll be getting a dog.

I owned a guinea pig for a bit in seventh grade.  It squeaked all the time and was really smelly.  I hated cleaning his cage.  I ended up being allergic to him so I wasn’t able to have him for long.  (Sigh of relief.)

I had a frog…three frogs…in college.  I was a terrible frog owner.  I killed all of them on accident.  I don’t like to talk about it.  RIP Ranocchio, Gollum, and the one that didn’t live long enough to give him a name.  (I am so sorry.)

I have had fish. It is a lot of work to clean out the tank and, for me, it’s not really worth it.  You can’t cuddle with them.  They don’t do anything.  They are super cool but not really my kind of pet.

But BUNNIES….oh my word….a BUNNY is a pet I have always wanted to have.

For many, MANY years I have ogled the bunnies at the pet store.

A few years ago I was not having luck planting a garden and a friend told me about how awesome bunny poop is for soil.  We were collecting chicken poop for our compost and she was talking about how it would have to compost for a while, but if we could get our hands on some bunny poop, we could throw it right on.  So bunnies are cute AND useful!

For a couple years now I have shown my husband photos of bunnies for sale on local online for sale pages, thinking maybe I could actually get one someday.  He always just shrugged and said, “as long as you take care of it!”

For about a year I have researched taking care of bunnies and thought about what kind of cage we could build someday. My husband was willing to build a cage as long as that was the last thing he ever did for the bunny…besides hold it and love it.  hehe

Then one day I decided to go for it.  There was a homeschool mom selling baby bunnies.  Her daughter had raised the mom rabbit for 4-H.  Not only was she interested in selling the bunnies to other homeschool families, but she invited anyone out to tour the farm. It was perfect.  Plus, I saw a picture of this little guy and fell in LOVE 🙂


I can’t believe we waited this long to get a bunny!  He is so great.  Big Sis named him Peanut Butter Cake. It’s super cute, just kind of a mouthful.  I keep accidentally calling him Peanut Butter Cup. Have you seen the movie 50 First Dates?  I am not good at accents or I would say his name the way that guy says it.


Anyway, this little guy is so cute and easy going.  He is pretty easy to clean up after actually. I would rather clean up his cage than clean up cat vomit.  He warmed up to the kids really fast, even to Little Bear.  Peanut Butter Cake is constantly hanging out right next to Little Bear and I am baffled as to why, because Little Bear grabs his ears, pulls on his fur and slobbers all over him.  He would do worse but I am right there to stop it.  I am nervous for the bunny but I don’t really feel bad for him because he is choosing to be there next to the baby.  I keep moving him and he keeps coming back. Maybe they have a baby boy bond?  Not to be confused with a baby boy band…although how cute would that be?

The first time Little Bear and Peanut Butter Cake met. I put Little Bear far enough away so he couldn’t actually touch the rabbit. He can’t crawl forward yet. But Little Bear is smart. He started pulling on the blanket and pulling the bunny closer! hahaha


Little Sis is not the most gentle kid on the planet.  And she doesn’t listen well so she is constantly half-picking him up and then saying “I just…” whatever her reason is in the moment when I ask her not to pick him up.  But she is doing well with him and I have been giving her a lot of responsibilities and she seems to really enjoy it.  She feeds him veggies and watches him when I leave the room.  I left her alone with him for about ten minutes today and kept checking on her and she was just sitting there with him, singing and talking to him.


Big Sis says she loves him one hundred and wants to see him first thing every morning.  The enthusiasm might not last but she is excited to learn how to take care of him and is doing a great job.  She even reads him stories about bunnies 😉

11023518_10100474154757096_1543054850296422758_nI hope you enjoyed my random ramblings about pets and the photos of our newest family member.  Ok, here’s one more…since I know you were hoping for another one 😉

11143365_10100474691975506_1505241931311961942_nThanks for reading!


Author: Explore Imagine Love


2 thoughts on “Our Newest Family Member

  1. I love your blogs almost as much as your kids love Peanut.

  2. SO CUTE!!!!

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