Belinda Says Hay: ”Stories from the Street”

Hello. It's Belinda.

Next week I'm going to publish a very important blog. It's a co-blog with my roommate. I hope you will share it with all your friends.

As for today's blog, it's also important. And some of my friends are helping me to write it.

They tell the story better than I can.

It all started when I found out a rabbit was running loose in the neighborhood.

My roommate and some other helpers teamed up to catch the rabbit. Which made me think of my own time running the streets.

I thought it was a coincidence that I was a "street rabbit," and one showed up in my own neighborhood.

Well it's not a coincidence. "Not by a long shot."

It happens all the time. It happened to a lot of my friends.

Here are some of their stores.

My friend Kim sent this:

"Belinda, we have 9 house rabbits. Most of them are street bunnies.

We caught 3 ourselves, one was left by a dumpster, 3 were caught outside by Good Samaritans, one was left at an apartment, and one came from a bunny rescue organization."

My friend Bunny Mom wrote this one:

"... my baby girl, a Satin baby of about 6 weeks old, was found in a Delaware park July 2, 2021, when she hopped up to a little boy walking through the grassy/bush filled area instead of on the path with his parents. What a smart baby bunny to seek help! We have no idea how long she was out there.

We have no idea how she got there because the family combed the area for over an hour looking for more friends. All I know is she was brought to our shelter safely that evening and was given a new life that she could never have imagined that day.

She 'found' me in February 2022, my first month back to the shelter since September 2020...

Mandolyn bounds through our house in charge, happy, and always safe and loved just as a rabbit family member should be."

This is Thunder.

His roommate says that:

"Thunder was found in a parking lot in the complex where we live, he was just a baby! The crows were lining up on the electric cables calling each other in top of him.

Thunder knew he had to come to papa, papa approached him slowly and Thunder ran towards him, he hopped on papa’s hands and since that day on he doesn’t have to fear anything!"

This is Lily and Eggbert.

Their roommate says:

"Before I rescued my 2 bunnies they lived on the street. I believe someone put them on the street. A rescue place in Chicago have some people who foster bunnies.

Well the people in the neighborhood called the rescue place about these 2 white bunnies in their neighborhood. The rescue place got together to try and save these 2 white bunnies for days, til finally they were able to catch them.

They put them on their website for adoption and when I seen them I knew I had to have them and take care and give them a good home ...

Now here they are in their forever home. They are the most lovable bunnies ever."

This is Lucias.

His roommate sent this story:

"My Lu. He was found off a highway as an infant with 3 bb's in his head. The shelter had him in custody for about 5 years.

When I was in search for a new family member to join mine I searched high and low. I just moved to a bigger place that can accommodate more. I called the shelter and asked to see the oldest bunbun. Lucias was the oldest. All others were still young. I took him in and the shelter told me he does not bond with others. They have tried multiple times.

Lucias was shy and definitely scared. Feared touch. But didn't fear loud noises ironically. He quickly sought shelter in one of my closets. I gave him space. I touched only his head.

Lucias had a head tilt I assume because of the bb's. Right after I had 2 of the 3 bb's removed I would massage his neck every day and the tilt is gone. The doc said the 3rd bb is in a fragile location and if I wanted to remove it she can but Lucias could die. So I left that bb.

My Lu has his space to roam. He now growls at me when I stick my hand in his sleeping quarters and he does not want to be bothered, I respect his wish and leave him. When he feels like it he is able to come out of his cave and join me, Aurras and Hades in the living room to watch tv. He only feels safe when the fence is between him and the other bunbuns."

This is Elsa Mae.

Her roommate sent this to me:

"Our Elsa Mae was rescued by a woman who helps feral cats. Animal Control took her to the shelter. I picked her up to foster.

She developed a lump that vets couldn't diagnose without surgery, so we agreed. It was infected tissue; the vet cleaned out a 'tunnel of infection' and at the bottom was a bb pellet.

Someone had shot her with a bb gun. After that, we decided we would keep her forever. A foster fail."

Last but not least, my good friend.

Former Foster Bunny Faith.

Her roommate wrote this:

"Former Foster Bunny Faith lived out in Las Vegas until she was caught and your employer helped get her to Michigan years ago. She lived in a rescue and then with me.

She was around nine years old and lived a pretty cushy life with me, her staff.

Unfortunately she left us Sunday but got room service to the end."

I wanted to end on a positive note. Former Foster Bunny Faith was lucky to live with such a caring human after she was rescued.

But I think you'll agree with me. There are too many rabbits loose in the streets.

Next week's blog will give you some ways to help them.

I hope you will watch for it, read it and share it.

Former Foster Bunny Faith, if you're reading my blog, this one's for you.

Sincerely,

Belinda

Spokesrabbit, Small Pet Select
Belinda@smallpetselect.com