Sweet childhood "pet" memories...........
When I was little my sister and I had two bunnies. Chocolate and Frisky. I barely remember them. Chocolate was brown and white (surprise) and Frisky was grey and white. They were just regular bunnies. Nothing fancy about those two. They weren’t one of these gems— Were they boys or girls? I have no idea!
http://www.pinkyshollandhutch.com/forsale.html
http://home.pacbell.net/bettychu/2003allbreedbisris/verissa_1c2.jpg
Who knew there were so many kinds of rabbits? Which is the one I love to eat?
Not one of these fancy boys I hope!
I barely remember playing with our rabbits. I’m not sure how long I had them before they “ran” away. I still don’t know how they got out of the hutch since it had a latch and was high off the ground. I think they were eaten by something but my mother still swears that they “ran away”. I think they were massacred and my dad saw a mess in the hutch and had to clean it up in a hurry.
I don’t remember crying or being sad or even asking for another bunny. I don’t even remember what became of the hutch.
My parents were really great about letting us have pets. My sister wanted a cat and she got a cat. It wasn’t a kitten but a nasty old she-male. It was white, had one blue eye and one green eye an no claws. I think that was the attraction honestly. I don’t know why my parents didn’t just get a kitten for my sister. It isn’t like it required training!
Oh, and it came named…..Muffin. Awful right? I called it a she, I think we all did but it was a boy…….I think. It loved peanut butter. I took her out a few times in my baby carriage and she did well. I also put make up on it once and my mom was really mad….blush and all.
Then my dad let us get baby chicks on Easter……..he tried to talk us into the ducks I think because at least they age well and can roam around and look neat. No, my sister and I (I bet I was the brains behind the take over) wanted chickens. I forget how many we had but it was a lot, at least 6. They are so cute in the beginning but within what seems like hours turn hideous and mean. It was my first lesson in how things can change, the true colors of things……how everything is cute when it’s little. I tried with all my might to keep them as long as I could. I don’t remember my sister spending two minutes with those chickens. I raised them myself. They practically changed over night. They were awful. We kept them in the garage with the plan to move them outside I guess when they reached more than a few days old! Not really, but when they were big enough to survive. I don’t remember how we got them home but I guess in the car. Anyway, they pecked each other, bit me and smelled. They shed their fluff and were awful. We gave them to a lady that already had chickens. I visited them once.
There is a chicken that would a great pet. Did anyone see the PBS documentary about chickens? It was great. Anyway, it’s a Japanese Silky chicken. Here it is. This would be fun to have. The lady on the documentary was a little crazy..she had one and she swam with it in her pool. It wore a diaper.
http://www.pbase.com/tomsview/japanese_silky_chicken
http://www.shoppbs.org/product/index.jsp?productId=1428832
http://www.pinkyshollandhutch.com/forsale.html
http://home.pacbell.net/bettychu/2003allbreedbisris/verissa_1c2.jpg
Who knew there were so many kinds of rabbits? Which is the one I love to eat?
Not one of these fancy boys I hope!
I barely remember playing with our rabbits. I’m not sure how long I had them before they “ran” away. I still don’t know how they got out of the hutch since it had a latch and was high off the ground. I think they were eaten by something but my mother still swears that they “ran away”. I think they were massacred and my dad saw a mess in the hutch and had to clean it up in a hurry.
I don’t remember crying or being sad or even asking for another bunny. I don’t even remember what became of the hutch.
My parents were really great about letting us have pets. My sister wanted a cat and she got a cat. It wasn’t a kitten but a nasty old she-male. It was white, had one blue eye and one green eye an no claws. I think that was the attraction honestly. I don’t know why my parents didn’t just get a kitten for my sister. It isn’t like it required training!
Oh, and it came named…..Muffin. Awful right? I called it a she, I think we all did but it was a boy…….I think. It loved peanut butter. I took her out a few times in my baby carriage and she did well. I also put make up on it once and my mom was really mad….blush and all.
Then my dad let us get baby chicks on Easter……..he tried to talk us into the ducks I think because at least they age well and can roam around and look neat. No, my sister and I (I bet I was the brains behind the take over) wanted chickens. I forget how many we had but it was a lot, at least 6. They are so cute in the beginning but within what seems like hours turn hideous and mean. It was my first lesson in how things can change, the true colors of things……how everything is cute when it’s little. I tried with all my might to keep them as long as I could. I don’t remember my sister spending two minutes with those chickens. I raised them myself. They practically changed over night. They were awful. We kept them in the garage with the plan to move them outside I guess when they reached more than a few days old! Not really, but when they were big enough to survive. I don’t remember how we got them home but I guess in the car. Anyway, they pecked each other, bit me and smelled. They shed their fluff and were awful. We gave them to a lady that already had chickens. I visited them once.
There is a chicken that would a great pet. Did anyone see the PBS documentary about chickens? It was great. Anyway, it’s a Japanese Silky chicken. Here it is. This would be fun to have. The lady on the documentary was a little crazy..she had one and she swam with it in her pool. It wore a diaper.
http://www.pbase.com/tomsview/japanese_silky_chicken
http://www.shoppbs.org/product/index.jsp?productId=1428832
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