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Mending a Broken Bunny Bond |
Holly O'Meara and Suzanne Mallery
Toby's BackgroundAugust 1991. Bred to be a laboratory rabbit, Toby is judged unsuitable for this purpose. He comes home with Suzanne in her pocket, four weeks old, barely weaned, and suffering from an abscess. Suzanne hand feeds him. He thrives.
December 1991. Toby the adolescent is described by Suzanne as "intelligent and strong-willed." She remembers, "He learned to de-rabbit-proof my electric cords by extracting them from their plastic tubing." Taking Toby to the veterinarian to be neutered, Suzanne meets a volunteer in the waiting room and hears about the HRS rescue and placement program.
Maddy's backgroundFebruary 1992. A backyard rabbit breeding project has gone out of control, and the colony is endangered by heavy rains. Maddy, about one year old, is rescued with the others and enters the HRS foster care system. A chocolate bunny with a round face, she is spayed and put up for adoption.
Toby Meets His Own SpeciesDecember 1992. Toby spends the weekend at my foster home. A bold 1 year old, he seems unintimidated by strange surroundings. His white fur sticks out in all directions, completing the portrait of a ruffian. He boxes every rabbit he meets. When I comb out his untidy fur, he boxes me too. We decide to continue the matchmaking another time. During the ride home, Toby jumps into Suzanne's lap as if seeking comfort. Some of his aggression, it seems, is bravado.
January 1993. Toby returns for another matchmaking session. Over the holidays he has had surgery to remove an intestinal obstruction, a mass which included an ingested rubber band and flyaway fur. Although skinny, he's as feisty as ever. As before, he uses his front paws to repel the approach of any rabbit.
Maddy Falls in Love...Only one rabbit seems unaffected by his attitude. Maddy makes up her mind, mounts Toby and grabs him in a big bear hug. Toby seems too surprised to resist. I give the two my blessing and send them home with Suzanne.
....But Toby Doesn'tJanuary-April 1993. Maddy's repeated displays of affection are rejected by Toby until Maddy is irritated and begins to fight back. Unless supervised, the two must be caged so they don't hurt each other. Suzanne uses car rides, unfamiliar places, and a spray water bottle to inhibit them.
Suzanne calls and we speculate why the two are having a hard time. We guess that Toby, weaned early, may have trouble relating to other rabbits. Maddy, although physically neglected, lived in a rabbit family group. Perhaps this gives her a better sense of rabbit etiquette.
In Sickness and in HealthApril 1993. Toby's inquisitive nature gets him in trouble again. An abscess on his neck leads his veterinarian to discover a swallowed needle. Suzanne and I wonder how long the needle has been there, and if it contributed to Toby's aggression.
November 1993. Maddy manifests a head tilt and is rushed to an emergency vet. She recovers fully after being hospitalized and medicated intravenously for several days. In between the distractions of illness in both rabbits and Suzanne's own wedding, she continues to work with them. She describes the routine: "We settled into a pattern in which Maddy and Toby would have back-to-back overlapping running time." First Toby has some time out of his cage, then Maddy is let out to join him. When a fight breaks out, Toby is returned to his cage. If a serious fight occurs, the rabbits are separated for several weeks. She switches cages, so they get used to each other's smell. Once they stop teasing each other through the wire, she puts their cages side by side.
Patience rewardedOver the next year, Suzanne is rewarded by increasingly frequent signs of mutual affection. The rabbits are hugging, grooming, and hanging out together. They share the same space in Suzanne's house.
Suzanne gives Maddy credit for the eventual success of the match. "Toby grew up, and Maddy worked hard," she sums up the process. I give Suzanne credit for great patience, understanding, and fondness for both rabbits.
New Year's Day, 1995Suzanne arrives with Toby and Maddy for a photo session. Suzanne and I chat while the bunnies wait in the carrier. We are interrupted by a bang. "That must be Toby stamping," I say, smiling. "Well, it could be Maddy," Suzanne says, "Toby has influenced her." She reflects on their personalities. "Sometimes I wonder who is dominant. Toby is the first to act. But it's Maddy who's actually braver." The rabbits demonstrate her assessment. Toby, bolstered by some grooming from Maddy, is first out of the carrier. He looks fatter and more robust than he did two years ago. Maddy, also looking well, comes out next. She goes exploring while Toby returns to the carrier. "They tend to separate when they're out and around," Suzanne tells me. "But when they're resting, they snuggle together. Sometimes Maddy sleeps on top of Toby."
I ask Suzanne why she persisted in getting them together. Why not give up after a few fights? "Well-I knew it was best for them. I knew that being in school and working, I wouldn't be able to give them all the attention they needed. And I saw from the times they did get along, what was possible."
Ediorial: TogethernessBy Marinell Harriman
Maintaining a rabbit foster home requires the cooperation of every human living in that home. Upkeep is demanding, and schedules get bent. Yet, working for the good of animals can also be good for the people who do the work.
My daughter is my closest woman friend. But more than just a friend, she is a "soul mate" that I might not have expected an adopted daughter to be. We share something much more important than common genes. We share a cause.
It wasn't always like that, however. When our son was in college, our teenage daughter at home challenged us over clothes, curfews, homework, and rules in general. Then something happened. My husband and I rescued four rabbits from the animal shelter—our first fosters.
I am certain that nothing brings a family together more than caring for animals in need. Emotional involvement can teach. One doesn't inherit compassion, kindness, or awareness of other's needs. These things are learned. Everyone who learns them is a better human, and young humans are capable of learning their lessons well. It was my daughter who convinced me to rescue our first paraplegic rabbit.
Fostering is not for everyone. It is a commitment that takes planning, adoption strategies for finding good homes, and willingness to care for the rescued animals. But if you have very lucky children, who live in a home with such commitment, these children are blessed with self esteem—from knowing that they have made a difference.
The child who accompanies you to the shelter and participates in the rescue can go to bed at night saying, "I saved three lives today." Can you think of a better thing for mothers/fathers and sons/ daughters to do together?
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