Meet Neena

      Devin brought this little Easter bunny home to us. He caught it, and Bridger is now in love with her! Bridger named her Neena.  I don't know how long she will be staying with us... I wanted to let her loose that same day (which was Friday), but then Devin clued me in to her survival rate without a mommy, and with the potential of being eaten by a fox, and I would feel terrible sending the poor rabbit off to its death. However I'm unsure if she's more likely to meet her death out in the wild, or at home with us. Her home is a cardboard box. Her diet first consisted of lettuce and cabbage. Bridger on the other hand has completely and lovingly adopted her as his pet, and is very opposed to us letting her go.

 She is pretty cute.

 Myra loves to look at and pet her.

After Neena visited the Tanners, we learned how to feed her milk with a dropper.

      Bridger holds Neena so lovingly. He is always carrying her around, talking to her, and playing with her. Every day he asks me to take his picture with her. Yesterday he put her on the floor and told her "Run and play!" which she did... as she ran right under the couch! We forced her out, only to have her hide under the fridge. Luckily we caught her again and returned her to her cardboard home. I am so afraid of finding a squished rabbit. Oooh... that would be so terrible! Our home is not rabbit proof!

      The first night the rabbit came home to us, I think she was scared stiff. She didn't move in her box, she didn't move when we'd pick her up, Bridger even set her on the floor without holding her and she didn't move. Everyone went to bed, and I was up working on a project, when all the sudden heard the rabbit's little feet scratching, and jumping. I wondered, as I saw her ears rise above the rim of the box on a jump, if the rabbit might be able to jump out of the box... something we hadn't thought of since we hadn't even seen her move yet. Just as I had that thought, with a giant hop, she perched herself on the box flap. Completely startled, I screamed and hurriedly pushed her back in the box!

      She must have gotten over her initial fright, because now she is always trying to run. After that first, fun sleep-over night, we woke up to find her...not in her box! So we had to go on a rabbit hunt. We found her without trouble, but we learned that just closing the box flaps isn't enough to keep an active rabbit caged.  She doesn't try to jump out of the box when she can hear us near, but whenever we leave or go to bed, we now close all the box flaps and rest a book on top. As soon as the house is quiet, its like she comes to life inside her small box, and we can hear the scratching of her little feet and small thuds, as she runs, and over and over again tries to jump out, but hits just the box top above.

      Neena you are so cute, you have a place in Bridger's heart, and you have been a lot of fun for our family. I'm not convinced myself, my love for you lasts only until I see the pooped on towels in your box, or until we have to go on yet another rabbit hunt and extract you from your favorite nooks and hiding places. Enjoy your time here, however brief that may be!

      Before the rabbit came to our family Bridger had been asking for a dog, then he changed to wanting a horse. We'll take the rabbit instead... for a short while at least.