It's a girl!
We'll be calling her Midge for short.
Last Friday we went to Maine's annual rite of autumn, the Common Ground Fair. It's pretty cool for many reasons, but my favorite part is the rabbit barn. Picture it: an entire barn filled with hopping bundles of adorability. Who could resist such a thing? Obviously not me, since one of those bundles is now hopping around my house.
Morris was obviously in need of a friend since he had taken up his compulsive licking thing again*. I had been planning on getting a bunny from the shelter, but I was having a hard time finding one on their websites that met our needs and was within a 2-hour drive.
I kept telling myself I wasn't going to buy one at the fair, and I was still telling myself that when I asked if I could just hold that adorable little lionhead. How was I to know that the previously struggling little bunny would just melt into my arms as soon as she was placed there? I ask you, what kind of person would I be to ignore such an obvious sign that she was meant to join our family?
She happily snuggled in my arms for the next 3 hours as we meandered around the fair and then took the long drive home. I actually started to worry that she had no leg muscles, but when we got home she started racing around the house almost faster than my eyes could keep up with her. I think she's going to make things pretty interesting around here.
*It would appear that he's a caretaker by nature, since he will "groom" inanimate objects when he doesn't have another bunny to take care of. The windows were open, and I wonder what the neighbors thought when they heard me yelling, "Stop licking the couch!" after I saw him licking a big wet spot onto the cushion. Do they look at Davis strangely now?