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I stood there and watched her for the longest time, enchanted with her carrying on in her daily hygiene routine. When she finally finished, she stood up on her hind legs, her little nose twitching as she explored my hand. I was then allowed to pick her up and hold her, after receiving a quick set of instructions, that included a reminder to support her back legs. I was told that if she kicked back with her hind legs and did not have support, that she could break her back. Nevously, I lifted her up, holding her to my bosom. She was soo tiny and felt as if she might break. My hands carefully cradled her,as she attempted to climb up to my shoulder to get a closer look at me. Her whiskers tickled as her nose wiggled during her exam of this new person holding her. A half hour passed, and my mind was set. This little bunny had found a home. News spread quickly, and in a short while, kids from all over the neighborhood were over to see the baby bunnie. Nibbles basked in all the attention, and amused them as she climbed on them, reaching up to give them little "kisses" on the chin, and then dashing over to the next visitor. During her free time, when she was allowed to stretch her legs, and roam around the room, she would be an inquisitive little creature. I quickly learned the use of bitter apple spray, after she decided to investigate electrical cords. Luckily, she was never hurt, but she sure scared me half to death a few times!
The vet told me that the leading cause of death in rabbits was uterian cancer, so it was decided that Nibbles would be spayed. From that point on, she seemed to take on the role of mother to the young bunnies that joined the household. She would assist in grooming them, protecting them, and cuddling them when the winter chill began each year. Nibbles has lived a long life. She is nine and a half years old. . . much older than I ever expected she would live. She has brought much joy and happiness to my home and my life. Unfortunately, she cannot stay with me forever. Four days ago, after this page was started, a decision had to be made. It was one that I had never made before, and which I dreaded very much. Nibbles' body had begun to shut down, and it was time that she leave. She had lived a long and full life, and her time now was turning to suffer. With a heavy heart, I said good-bye to my dear bunny. I was undecided if I should finish this page about Nibbles, but after much thought, I felt that she deserves a spot here. She was my first bunny, and the one that lived to be the last. She will forever reside within my memories, and I wish for her peace, I love you Nibbles. | ||||||||||||
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Petite and graceful. Those were my first thoughts when I saw Nibbles cleaning herself at the pet shop. She shared a large cage with about eight other netherland dwarfs bunnies, but she stood out. Part of it was because of the solid black coloring that cloaked her body during her first six months. But it was mainly because of the gentle way in which she licked her paws and then wiped down her ears.
A few months after she came to live in my home, she was joined by another netherland dward, named Mr. Twinks. A friendship quickly developed, and they would spend the day playing together, running about and hopping, and turning in mid air as if they were performing a ballet. More bunnies would follow - Coco, Willow and Bebe - but a closeness existed between Nibbles and Mr. Twinks, that could not be matched with any of the other bunnies.
