Visiting Expert for August 2007

Cadbury

Also Known As:

Little Britches
Sweet Buns
Sweet Lips
Twizzler

Breed: Holland Lop
Weight: 2 Pounds
Sex: Male
Age: 4 Months
Known Associates:

Lone rabbit personality

Cadbury
Look at this cute little face,
how could you resist such
a cute little face?

 

 

 Best Known For:

Cadbury is constantly twisting, turning and on the move and so Mom thought of the Twizzler's candy that is twisted.
Mom and Dad made him a pen with wire panels to give him plenty of play space and he has been known to get a running start and climb halfway up the sides of his pen and hang there for a few seconds. He likes to take his nose and shove on his pen and try to figure out a way to make the "great escape".
When Mom gets the broom out to clean his space, he backs off in the corner and watches the broom then takes off doing the Bunny 500 and does twists and turns in mid air that would make a ballet dancer jealous. He makes two or three circles then backs off and watches the broom then it all starts over again.
He likes to investigate everything that goes into his play space and no litter box, food bowl, etc., goes in without his inspection. He loves to stick his head underneath bowls, etc., that are coming in, then he just sits there with his head underneath as if he is pinned down and can't move.
Anything that goes into his play space is chinned and marked as his. Filling his water bowl is an experience because he chins whatever Mom uses to fill his bowl, be it a glass or a pitcher, bumping it from the bottom, chinning all around the rim and usually sticking his head inside and getting a wet face in the process.
He thinks he is "little Mr. Tough Guy" and if he gets out with his step-brother Bailey (who is about a nine pound bunny), Cadbury thinks he is the tougher of the two and tries to pick fights. Fortunately for Cadbury, Bailey just lets him think he is the tougher of the two and lets him "win".
He loves a good nose and ear rub if Mom and Dad can keep him still long enough. He is just pint sized dynamite.

 If You Could Read His Mind:

"Mine! Mine! If it goes in my space it is mine!!! Gotta' chin it! Gotta' chin it!! It's mine!! There comes Mom with that thing again to clean up my deposits. Maybe I can run really fast and scare it away!! Daddy! Daddy! Treats? Food? Did you bring me something? Mom! Mom! Treats? Food? Did you bring me something?"
 
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