The interesting thing about a book is that, as long as you have not finish reading it, the story continues. For the past 6 years the story of Tru-Luv Rabbitry enters into many different chapters. At this juncture, it is entering yet another chapter and the story evolves.
With the recent sale and adoption post, many have approached me with offers and I appreciate each inquiry. All but one have returned to their respective homes and I am sure they will be well taken care of.
Throughout the years I have learned many lessons while raising Holland Lops and most of which are related to human behavior. If there is one thing I learn about handling humans in this hobby, it is definitely the skill of keeping a straight face and whatever you do, you must not allow your emotions show.
But time and time again, I am reminded that it is not really about the people but instead it really is all about the hobby. Which is, my rabbits and I.
We should always learn from the past and move forward with all the good lesson learned but I for one can get stuck at a certain point of time reminiscing the wonderful events the past has to offer.
I remembered that in the past, I have all the time in the world to spend grooming and handling each and every one of my rabbits. Then I realized that back then, I only have a handful and that was when the impact of the thought hits. Twenty five (25) rabbits just do not make sense and when I think of it right now, I ask myself how the hell did it get out of control like that!
Just imagine a room filled with battle droids like how it is in a Star Wars movie. Every single one look identical but somehow different. It really comes to a pointless situation whereby I start asking myself why am I cloning so many rabbits that looks the same while missing the real point of having a pet?
I believe we tend to loose focus sometimes and somehow need to be reminded of the meaning of raising animals as pets.
Through the years I have encountered many people who are captivated by the beautiful pictures of cute rabbits posted on the internet. It came to a point where everyone wants a Holland Lop. Unfortunately for some, after having the rabbits for a couple of weeks realize that it is not as interesting as it seemed to be. The rabbit tend to avoid human contact, less interactive and poops a lot!
Even though there are many different opinions among rabbit owners, there are many who cares a great deal about their rabbits and the benefactors here are of course, the rabbits – which is a good thing.
What is the point of this post anyway? I guess my mind is so random on this one that I am straying away from the main point.
I guess what I am trying to say is that, many sees this as the end of Tru-Luv Rabbitry. There is lack of updates, contents and almost nothing interesting.
The story does not end here. It only closes the chapter to another chapter. But is this the chapter whereby the good old simple days are mentioned? Or perhaps a time of reminiscing of the past?
It is indeed bittersweet to bid them farewell. Like the day gives way to night, every hour passed to give new horizon to the next hour. We do move on from time to time. It is memories that last until the end of time.
One response to “Next Chapter”
You’re so right about people losing interest in their rabbits. Nobody should ever adopt or buy a pet on a whim. Rabbits are especially at risk since people figure they know how to look after them when they really don’t. I’ve heard of so many sweet bunnies being consigned to a lonely backyard hutch rather than being allowed to live indoors. Some people dump their former Easter bunnies in parks, figuring they’ll adapt. Because of all this rampant rubbish about rabbits and how to care for them, I published When a Man Loves a Rabbit. It’s a memoir of the amazing things I learned while living with my house bunnies. I thought that there were too many “how to” books so people needed one that tells the stories of bunnies and how surprising they are. Hopefully, it’ll give non-rabbit folks a clue about what they’re in for when getting a rabbit.