Genipher
True BYH Addict
Today was the 41st day since our Silver Fox, Honey the Bunny was bred. I had pretty much given up hope that she was pregnant. When I checked her this morning she had pulled a small tuft of hair for her nest but since she usually has a comfy place to sleep, I didn't think much of it.
She had also been acting...different. More friendly, I suppose. Every time I went outside she would stand and press her front paws against the wire whereas in the past, she would run and hide in the back of the hutch. But, again, I just assumed she had adjusted to her new life with us (we've only had her for 1.5 months) and now "liked" me.
Anywho.
When my husband came home from work he passed by the hutch and then came inside and nonchalantly informed me that we had kits so I immediately went out to take a peek.
Honey was very good about letting me root around her nest. (Oh, and the little tuft of fur from this morning had turned into a mountain! I am simply amazed at how much she pulled! I don't see how she can have any left for herself!!) I attempted to count the squirming babies and got to 7 . Tomorrow I'm planning on going out with a box so I can count them one-by-one.
After our last doe did so poorly (one stillborn kit), I am excited that we have a live litter!
When I check these new babies I put on an air of confidence (I don't want Honey sensing that I'm nervous) but inside the house I can't help but worry that something will go wrong and that they'll all die or something...
Strangely enough, last night I dreampt that our doe gave birth to more kits than I could count. But she kept sticking them in strange places (like an old VHS box). Every time I returned the kits to the nest (in my dream) they would get smaller and smaller and ended up looking like chocolate chips.
I think it's a bit funny that the day I have a dream about kits is the day our doe gives birth!
I do have a question though...
I keep thinking of that mound of babies and I am just flabbergasted that they each manage to get something to eat...How in the world do the does manage to nurse the kits when they're covered with fur??
She had also been acting...different. More friendly, I suppose. Every time I went outside she would stand and press her front paws against the wire whereas in the past, she would run and hide in the back of the hutch. But, again, I just assumed she had adjusted to her new life with us (we've only had her for 1.5 months) and now "liked" me.
Anywho.
When my husband came home from work he passed by the hutch and then came inside and nonchalantly informed me that we had kits so I immediately went out to take a peek.
Honey was very good about letting me root around her nest. (Oh, and the little tuft of fur from this morning had turned into a mountain! I am simply amazed at how much she pulled! I don't see how she can have any left for herself!!) I attempted to count the squirming babies and got to 7 . Tomorrow I'm planning on going out with a box so I can count them one-by-one.
After our last doe did so poorly (one stillborn kit), I am excited that we have a live litter!
When I check these new babies I put on an air of confidence (I don't want Honey sensing that I'm nervous) but inside the house I can't help but worry that something will go wrong and that they'll all die or something...
Strangely enough, last night I dreampt that our doe gave birth to more kits than I could count. But she kept sticking them in strange places (like an old VHS box). Every time I returned the kits to the nest (in my dream) they would get smaller and smaller and ended up looking like chocolate chips.
I think it's a bit funny that the day I have a dream about kits is the day our doe gives birth!
I do have a question though...
I keep thinking of that mound of babies and I am just flabbergasted that they each manage to get something to eat...How in the world do the does manage to nurse the kits when they're covered with fur??