Things people don’t tell you about having pets…

[Daisy]

We have a “I love having a bunny because…” topic filled with happy perfect stories, but surely there are some things about your bunnies or other pets that make you rethink your life choices every now and then. :’)

Like, every single evening I leave the house behind in pristine condition and every. Single. Morning. There is HAY. EVERYWHERE. AGAIN. AND AGAIN. And random stray poops or litter pellets outside the pen (have they flung it or something?!). You can forget having a clean house for more than an hour. :’)

Now what are your NO STAAHP things noone ever talks about but are very real and happening when owning a rabbit/pet?

[DanaNM]

When you hear chewing on something you can’t identify…. or can identify as a “NO STAAHP” lol! (Carpet…. books…)

Or worse, silence when you know they aren’t sleeping….!

. . . The answers provided in this discussion are for general guideline purposes only. The information is not intended to diagnose or treat your pet. Seek the advice of your veterinarian or a qualified behaviorist.  

[GeorgieTheBunny]

Bonded pairs. It’s great! They won’t get lonely, can play together, groom each other, and snuggle for warmth.
2 perfectly litter trained rabbits pooping to defend THEIR territory. Poop beside, behind, and underneath(?!) the communal litter box.

Really guys?

[Azerane]

Going away becomes a million times more difficult. I mean it’s something I always knew, but never really comprehended the effect until having the pets. I don’t trust just anybody to come and feed and check on them etc because I’m particular, and at the same time, I would hate leaving them for an extended period of time. Not that we would go away much anyway, but it does limit things.

[BrunosMama]

Not ever having nice things again. Ever. Because every household items gets pooped on, peed on, chewed on, chewed in half, barfed on, scratched, matted with fur, and smells funny.

Litter training. Why is it that one perfectly tidy bunny becomes a HUGE slob when bonded? I agree with the above – we must defend the floors and walls surrounding our pristine litter box with poop and urine….

[CrymsonRed]

It takes me so much longer to leave the house in the morning for work. I have to feed and water buns and cats, then walk the dog and feed him, attempt to clean up some of the hay and give it back to the buns. Give everyone kisses and crate the dog once again…

All while making sure I have my keys and my hair looks decent. By the time I get to work, I’m ready for a nap!

[sarahthegemini]

You become completely obsessed with poop!

[Heaven]

Posted By GeorgieTheBunny on 5/15/2018 5:26 PM

Poop beside, behind, and underneath(?!) the communal litter box.

THIS!!!

[DanaNM]

Posted By Azerane on 5/15/2018 6:04 PM

Going away becomes a million times more difficult. I mean it’s something I always knew, but never really comprehended the effect until having the pets. I don’t trust just anybody to come and feed and check on them etc because I’m particular, and at the same time, I would hate leaving them for an extended period of time. Not that we would go away much anyway, but it does limit things.

This!!!! Even with my trusted pet sitters I still get super nervous and leave them so many instructions! 

. . . The answers provided in this discussion are for general guideline purposes only. The information is not intended to diagnose or treat your pet. Seek the advice of your veterinarian or a qualified behaviorist.  

[Bladesmith]

So much this.  My lovely leather couch is ruined by bunny chewing.  And yet, I can’t bring myself to get upset about it.  A couch is just furniture, and bunnies are bunnies!

[Gordo and Janice]

Yep, I have to second what DanaNM and Azerane have said.

Couldn’t and didn’t go on many vacations. Trust issues galore. We went on vacation twice. Janice left to see family a couple of more times on her own. Icey pretty much had me chained here. Cunning she was.

And, since she was 100% free roam, I literally couldn’t tell you the number of times I would hear something…not sure if it was chewing or tearing or what because it was far off or I had music playing, but my ears, mind, and gut detected bunny mischief. And the second I got up to check on or try and find her….SILENCE…eery silence…guilty silence. By the time I located her and walked into the appropriate room where she was “working”, she would be sitting in the middle of the room facing me as if to say “What!?” We would stare at each other for a few seconds trying to figure each other out. I would then say, “Whaaaaat were you doing?” To which she would respond with a cute little head and body jiggle-shake and run over to me for pets. Replay that scenario hundreds of times over the years. Again….cunning she was.

She was good. I would try to find evidence of her mischief stuck around the fur of her chin, chest, or somewhere else on her while she got those pettings. Sometimes I could immediately bust her. But for most of the time, she removed all such evidence. And any such mischief would be discovered, inadvertently, way after the fact. Little booger!

[OnyxMoon]

When you try everything to get them to understand that poop goes in the litter box and not all over the floor. Onyx, you’re 4 years old. Come on dude . I didn’t think it would be THiS difficult.

Also, totally agree with the “can’t trust anyone to care for them while I’m gone”. Even if I’m gone for one night, I leave a list of instructions a mile long. Im so picky you’d think Oni is made of glass. Nope, I’m just a crazy bunny and dog mom lol.

[sarahthegemini]

Posted By Gordo and Janice on 5/17/2018 11:48 AM

Yep, I have to second what DanaNM and Azerane have said.

Couldn’t and didn’t go on many vacations. Trust issues galore. We went on vacation twice. Janice left to see family a couple of more times on her own. Icey pretty much had me chained here. Cunning she was.

And, since she was 100% free roam, I literally couldn’t tell you the number of times I would hear something…not sure if it was chewing or tearing or what because it was far off or I had music playing, but my ears, mind, and gut detected bunny mischief. And the second I got up to check on or try and find her….SILENCE…eery silence…guilty silence. By the time I located her and walked into the appropriate room where she was “working”, she would be sitting in the middle of the room facing me as if to say “What!?” We would stare at each other for a few seconds trying to figure each other out. I would then say, “Whaaaaat were you doing?” To which she would respond with a cute little head and body jiggle-shake and run over to me for pets. Replay that scenario hundreds of times over the years. Again….cunning she was.

She was good. I would try to find evidence of her mischief stuck around the fur of her chin, chest, or somewhere else on her while she got those pettings. Sometimes I could immediately bust her. But for most of the time, she removed all such evidence. And any such mischief would be discovered, inadvertently, way after the fact. Little booger!

She sounds like a little scamp  

[Daisy]

Oh god I agree with all of you! :’D I just finished sweeping up the glass from my beloved piece of decoration Muffin decided to headbump to the floor. But I guess I didn’t need it anyway, sigh.

[Epitome]

Travelling becomes a hundred times more complicated. Rabbit in the carrier, cue obsessive checking up on at every stop light. Are they too hot? Too scared? “Did you really just pee already? We’re not even out of the driveway yet.” “Dog, pick a spot and sit there. Pick a window to stick your nose out of and commit. I promise, every window is the same. Please stop running all over the car. You’ll kill us all.”

[Ellie from The Netherlands]

LOL Epitome, that’s the funniest story I read lately ^_^

Get a pet…and you’ll never eat alone or guilt-free again. Never ever! Always the stares, the pleading… And Breintje doesn’t understand why we won’t share.

[Gordo and Janice]

Yes, @Epitome, that is funny. You make it clear in my mind’s eye and it makes me laugh. I was behind someone just yesterday and that was exactly it. Left rear passenger window, right rear passenger window, right front passenger window, in driver’s face, right rear passenger window, driver’s face, left rear passenger window, right front, driver’s face, over and over and over. It was crazy. Big dog too!

[Epitome]

@Gordo I was about to ask “Are you sure that car wasn’t mine?” up until you said “big dog.” I just have a chiweenie boy. (Chihuahua/ Dachshund) Unless you meant big as in round. He is very round. Also what people don’t tell you, not all dogs eat everything. Some refuse all dog food for days, until they actually have a hypoglycemic seizure… He only eats hot dogs, or he hunger strikes. Our vet is dumbfounded >.>;

[Gordo and Janice]

Well I don’t know why the vet is dumbfounded. Dachsund = Weenie dog = Weenie = Hot dog.  It’s mathematics! He is a silly boy. Alright, to be exact (because my brain wouldn’t leave it alone)…part Dachsund = part Weenie dog = part Weenie = part Hot dog….but the Albegra still applies.

This brings to my mind the Dachsund commercial where all the Dachsund’s are wearing their hot dog costumes, running across the field to their condiment costume wearing owners.  Happy prancing Hot Dogs.  So cute!

[Gordo and Janice]

And after having to find the commercial on the internet to watch it again…I realized I didn’t spell Dachshund correctly. But now I have it. And I’m still smiling after watching. Those ears flapping as they run. The little puppy weiner….sooo precious. And when they look into the camera next to them as they run….gets me every time. Can’t stop smiling. Anyway, just wanted those that may be a little uptight about detail, like me, to know that I got it straight. Dachshund!

[Author]

Messages