Whiskey was surrendered to your shelter on June 22nd, 2022. That's actually my birthday. I recently lost my soulmate bun, a mini lop named Hettie whom I had since she was just 2 months old, she passed away unexpectedly on Dec 20th, I was completely destroyed by her passing.
I wasn't coping well without Hettie and my family and friends began a desperate search to find me a new bunny. Whiskey's photo from the petsearch website was shown to me along with a picture of a beautiful tricolor bun named Ball. Whiskey's photo was introduced to me as "He looks as heartbroken as you do". I was still unsure on getting another rabbit, concerned my emotional state would only get worse with a new bun taking over my lost girls space or that my anxiety would scare the rabbit away, but something kept telling me I needed to meet this little boy with the sad eyes, the same colour as my Hettie's.
When I first met Whiskey he immediately came to ask for pets, lowering his head and he just watched me with those violet gray eyes of his. I asked to spend time with both him and Ball. Whiskey laid against my chest for a long while to start and seeing Hettie's eyes staring out of his face I almost broke down but he seemed to know and licked my chin..he tucked his head against my neck until he felt comfortable running about. He was so adventurous as he hopped about and he would come back to me to ask for pets. When his time was up I spent time with Ball, who's sassy, sweet personality was near identical to my Hettie's. I wished I could take both but when I had to choose.. my heart just pulled straight towards the little boy who stared at me so sadly when he was taken away at the end of our meet and greet. I spent time with him again after Ball and knew that my plans had just changed. I adopted Whiskey. The whole hour long car ride home he laid cuddled in my arms, burrowing his head into the crook of my elbow or my ribs. I promised him a forever home. He acclimated quickly once we got him home. He was immediately a free roam bun, with a big "burrow" (4'x3' dog crate) to use for safety if needed, a two story rabbit house full of hay and lots of birch and cardboard toys. I had sanitized everything previously so there wasn't any worries. He met his two new cat siblings, both 19 years old, Loki and Freyja, and what would hopefully be his future bonded brother, my husband's 9 month old Flemish Giant rabbit, Doraleous. He binkied 3 feet in the air within an hour and was frolicking about and flopping everywhere he could. We cuddle multiple times a day, he wakes up every morning to a little treat and goes to bed every night with one. He has all the Oat and Timothy hay he can eat and he adores his pellets and us now enjoying his greens. Everyday he flops, in as many places as possible, and he has gotten so comfortable he tucks his face against mine and we take naps together. He gets loved on all the time and cuddled lots as well as getting kisses and grooming. He's such a happy, brave, adventurous boy and he's helped my heart sickness to heal and ease. I still miss my Hettie every day, but Angus has quickly become my God sent angel. I feel like Hettie led me to him, and I'm forever grateful. I know he had to wait 6 months for me to find him, but he's got his forever home now.