WHAT ARE YOUR BUNS? Apart from ridiculously adorable obvz
They are CINNAMON ROLLS
(This is an unforgivably long post with pictures of stupidly adorable rabbits, so press J to skip it on your dash if you have no soul)
This is Gus:
Gus is a double maned lionhead, and she’s about 4 years old. I hate her so much because LOOK AT HER. When we first got her, we were told that she was a boy, hence the name. When we took her to get neutered, the vet broke the shocking news.
Also, she’s a dick. She doesn’t like being handled a lot, but that’s mostly because she’s the dominant one of the pair and she gets worried that you’re going to challenge her - she accepts me as being dominant to her, but no-one else (which means that I’m the one who has been granted the ability to give her HEAD RUBS, which she is obsessed with). As a lionhead, she needs grooming all the time, as she has a tendency to get straw stuck in her fur, which looks hilarious but is not good at all for a number of reasons.
It’s really hard to get a nice picture of Gus for several reasons: from the front she’s all nose, from the side she’s all eye, and she’s also a lazy fuck and enjoys pooing right where she’s sitting, so nearly all photos of her have got poo in them, which is a great photographic focal point.
This is Emilia:
She’s a dutch rabbit, and she’s about the same age as her bffl. She is also a fucking cutie pie. Like, it’s ridiculous. I cannot deal with her. I actually can’t. Sometimes, I just go outside and have to rest my hand on her head. It has to happen. Her favourite things in life include eating, sitting on the food so that Gus can’t eat it, pushing all the straw out of the hutch, chewing on things that really don’t need to be chewed (the hutch, my headphones, my trousers), chattering with her little mouth, sticking her weirdly long tongue out in photos, having her ears scratched, and pretending to be a Christmas pudding. We had to take her to the vet recently and the vet told us that she was the nicest rabbit they’d ever met, and I don’t think I have ever been so proud (not even on my graduation). She loves being around people, and yesterday I was giving Gus a little ear rub and Emilia closed her eyes and started chattering (the rabbit equivalent of purring) because she knew that it would be her turn soon. I nearly cried.
Getting a nice picture of Emilia is equally difficult, mostly because she’s usually either eating or sitting down in that really horrible way she does, where she sort of sticks her head back into her chin and half closes her eyes. On the plus side, that means she’s feeling relaxed and trusting, but on the negative side, it looks like she’s wearing a bib made of her own fat.
They are ridiculous and sometimes I wonder just how I’m supposed to deal with them when they do shit like sit really close together so that I can rub both their heads at the same time, or play really loudly with their jingly ball at the middle of the night, or pick up sticks with their little mouths and carry them around, but I am coping.