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I must have 18 socks without mates and I could not for the life of me find the missing ones. This has been ongoing for several months now, and I thought I looked everywhere, but with busy kitties who love socks to play with, some of the hiding places eluded me.
This morning, I brought in the house my newest rescued critter, an 8 month old male rabbit named Tover and blocked him into three rooms so he could get acclimated to inside. The cats were curious about him and chased him, but he quickly turned the tables and chased back, so they decided to let him be and just crawled up on perches and watched him intently. I was busy with other things, and had hubby keeping an eye out on the bunny scene.
When I came back into the room, there was a pile of socks in the middle of the floor! All full of dust and stuff, he must of found them under the heat register, under chairs, I don't know where, but most of the mates have been located for the missing orphans. And here I thought my washing machine had ate them. Now, I am wondering if I should hire Tover out by the hour because many of my friends who also have cats, have missing socks as well?
He goes in to get neutered next week, there is a low cost spay and neuter program running at a local vet and I called to see if they will honor bunnies, and they will. So he will get snipped soon, but he is the cutest guy, all white with brown feet, black ears and black tail and likes to be handled and cuddled.
Just call me sucker, heard about him over the Internet, the people couldn't find a home for him and were getting desperate so here he is along with all the rest of the crew. Maybe I should change his names to Sock Private Investigator?
This morning, I brought in the house my newest rescued critter, an 8 month old male rabbit named Tover and blocked him into three rooms so he could get acclimated to inside. The cats were curious about him and chased him, but he quickly turned the tables and chased back, so they decided to let him be and just crawled up on perches and watched him intently. I was busy with other things, and had hubby keeping an eye out on the bunny scene.
When I came back into the room, there was a pile of socks in the middle of the floor! All full of dust and stuff, he must of found them under the heat register, under chairs, I don't know where, but most of the mates have been located for the missing orphans. And here I thought my washing machine had ate them. Now, I am wondering if I should hire Tover out by the hour because many of my friends who also have cats, have missing socks as well?
He goes in to get neutered next week, there is a low cost spay and neuter program running at a local vet and I called to see if they will honor bunnies, and they will. So he will get snipped soon, but he is the cutest guy, all white with brown feet, black ears and black tail and likes to be handled and cuddled.
Just call me sucker, heard about him over the Internet, the people couldn't find a home for him and were getting desperate so here he is along with all the rest of the crew. Maybe I should change his names to Sock Private Investigator?
