I have had bunnies before and love animals, especially rescuing them. When my younger sister, who works at a ranch event center (where they conduct wedding and wine tastings and such) called me and told me that they had found 20 or so two day old bunnies that they HAD to move because of a wedding they were having, I jumped at the chance. Apparently the bunnies were found in 2 or 3 different litters scattered around a field that was going to be the parking area. Even if they had left the buns and somehow protected the nests from cars, her manager was convinced that the mothers would be scared off by the cars, people, and music and abandon the babies. My sister took 4 home that day and stopped by to let me meet our new kids. We estimated them to be about 3 days old. They looked so much like mice that I kept calling them mice on accident! Lol. We decided to keep them together until they were old enough to be weened. My sister took them home for the weekend as I worked. Unfortunately, two of the buns died due to dehydration in those two days. My sister felt horrible and I told her that they didn’t have too high of a chance to make it in the first place. They needed mamma. At least she did her best. I took the other two to my house and immediately called my vet. I took them in and she showed me how to properly syringe feed a mouse sized rabbit and get them to pee and poo. I stopped using the goats milk my sister was feeding them every 4 hours and switched to KMR with acidophilus added for good flora only twice a day. As I watched them grow week by week and open their eyes and stumble around the living room floor, I knew they were going to make it. Until at two weeks old my doe got a tear in her bum. Every time she poo’d it would get stuck and scab over and I had to hold her in my had and soak the scab off until she could go, then cover it in bag balm. :'( it was heartbreaking and I thought she would die, but she pulled through. Around 3 weeks old, she started having diarrhea and I was immediately at the vet to get her fluids and her poo screened. It was about another week until she recovered, but she did. By this time, her brother was much bigger than her, ate more, and just looked a lot more matured. It almost looks like he may have been from a different litter altogether that was a day or two older that her little. They are about seven weeks old now and hopping everywhere. Bear (the boy) eats two baby carrots with his breakfast and dinner of 40 MLs of milk and eats alfalfa and Timothy pellets throughout the day. Elle (the girl) will not eat carrots, but eats alfalfa like she’s starving and will nibble at Timothy pellets. I feed her 50 MLs or milk because she is much skinnier and sucks her milk down and then begs for more. I’m starting to dilute their milk now as I’m hoping they can be weened by a week from now. Should I postpone her weening because of all her problems and the fact that she is hardly eating any pellets? Also, I’m worried about separating them until I can get them neutered and spayed. They’re almost 8 weeks and I know I should do it soon but I don’t know how to. Right now they have a cage I put them in and they have free range of a bedroom with wood floors during the day with a carpeted rug and toys, water, alfalfa, and pellets. They are so close and spend so much of their time cuddled up together in their bed. How do I do this without submitting them both to extreme stress and heartbreak? Can I put two cages next to each other with like…. an inch of space between them? Will they be grumpy if they’re separated? :/ These buns are like my children, beings that I’ve raised them from about 5 days old until now. Any advice would be much appreciated on my interesting journey forward!