Woolybuns

Sweet Little Sumthin's

Little bitty bunnies, sweet, simple, absolutely adorable, and completely loveable.  They are one of my antidotes  against the ugly in this world.  In early morning when the brain is still accepting that I'm out of bed, while the yappy little  terriers are gobbling up breakfast, I stumble out to the rabbitry.  Those foofy little beings all jump up to say "yay, you're here pet me me me and then get me some grass, k?"  They speak with those big flirty eyes and eager body language, practically falling out of their hutches as they seek my hand on their heads.  I know they want scritches first because they ignore food when the possibility of a good head scritch is in reach.  It's all so peaceful and sweet, these foofy little sumthin's.  

Hoppy  Hooligan, aka Hooli, is the bunny on the left.  His three brothers, the chestnut sneaking a nibble between Hooli and the 2 opals on the right, are available.  They are 7 weeks old today, ready to leave in one week.  Their mother is  Penny, a chestnut German French cross who gives me such yummy soft grey fiber.  It's what I've got in progress on my Rose spinning wheel.  Penny has been an excellent mother but decided a week ago that she was Done with that.  Kids jumping all over her, grabbing her grass, sitting in the feed bowls, stealing her attention - she's much happier in her own hutch now.  Better yet, in one of the bunny pens where she can dig dig diggety dig dig dig, roll in the dirt, and bury her face in the hole she's digging.  All that fun doesn't seem to affect her coat, it apparently just kind of falls out when she's relaxing in her hutch.                                                                                                                                           

Dad to these babies is The Hoppit, a self blue German cross born here nearly 3 years ago.  He's a quiet bunny, currently starting to grow out his summer nekkidness.   

Neither The Hoppit nor Penny have white mismarks, but apparently they both carry the gene because all three of the opal babies have a little white mismark on the forehead.  That makes them sweet, foofy pets rather than breeding stock so they are available without a pedigree. That means a fun foofy with a lower price tag.  Email me for more information.

 

Catching Up - Again

Sheesh.  I apparently now suck at keeping up with my blog.  I suppose I should just be grateful I can keep up with my granddaughter, at least, so far.  But I like blogging.  And I like reading other people's blogs, too.  And as I go through my list to link to some of them, I see many have dropped out and others are almost as sporadic as I've been.  Facebook.  It's not the same and it's definitely not as  much fun.  Just more immediate.  

But some fun things have happened since last I blogged.  Crazy wonderful Sock Madness, for one.  I have 3 new pairs of socks  knit ridiculously fast, and learned all kinds of new techniques in the process.  Toe up sock that starts with a cable.  M1p in the middle of a cable.  Japanese short row heel.  Knitting for a plaid effect. Adding beads that do not touch the skin.  Surprised the heck outta me that I did these things.  

 

 

 

 

 

Bunnies happened, too, even though I have reduced the herd size because I spend so much time with the wonderful and so very active granddaughter.  First bunny is Ginger, a broken red satin doe I bought because I'm a sucker for brokens and for red satin angora, and also my rabbits don't want to give me does anymore apparently.   1 doe baby born here in the last 3 years and she had mismarks and lazy ear, so she went to a pet wooler home where she and people are very happy with each other.  Ginger came from near Washington, DC so to maximize the trip to pick her up, I brought along Buckley, the black otter angora I bought in November because he was supposed to be a doe.   Ginger's breeder and I bred him to her chinchilla doe.  Not the best color match up, but sometimes you have to work with whatcha got.  From that pairing came 3 fawn, 2 chinchilla, a pointed white surprise outta left field, and a chocolate ermine. Best of all, some of the babies actually are does.  So bunny number 2 is Bailey, the chocolate ermine doe.  Ermine is not a recognized show color but I understand the genetics and can breed "correct" colors from her.  She looks white with blue eyes but she has hints of chocolate overlaying the white.  Her ears look the same color as Irish Cream, hence her name.  She is a sweet, confidant, very outgoing bunny and I am just delighted with her. Plus, those blue eyes!!  And bunny number 3 comes from my newest litter born here 5 weeks ago, 6 babies: 3 opal, 1 chestnut, 1 REW, and 1 lynx.  ALL are bucks.  Yup.  All bucks. This record of bucks done got ridiculous! But, that little lynx buck paired with Bailey can produce chocolate chinchilla babies.  And I love that coloring.  So he earned himself a name, Hoppy Hooligan aka Hooli, and will stay here.  The other 5 babies are available as pet woolers, no pedigrees.  Email me - tha link is up there on the right - for more information on available bunnies.

So that's the gist of the fun fibery stuff I've been up to.  How about you?  I'd love to read a blog post about it.