how it all began - part 1.

i've always liked animals.
my mom tells stories of me as a toddler stopping to have conversations with worms out on the sidewalk (how weird is that?).
i remember in elementary school spending hours one afternoon with my friend priscilla trying to catch a mouse that had been living under the playhouse in our backyard. i can't recall why we were trying to catch that poor thing, perhaps i thought it would be happier living inside our house?
growing up, i always had a pet. mostly hamsters and a budgie here and there, but my first rabbit entered my life when i was in grade 6 or 7. i was hooked.
sadly, and with guilt i will never live down, i knew nothing about caring for a pet rabbit. actually i knew the basics, food, water, hay, but that's about it. charcoal's existence must have been miserable. knowing what i know now about rabbits and how intelliigent they are, the lack of stimulation and interaction eventually made her a grumpy girl. i don't blame her one bit. i only hope she forgives me for my ignorance and sees how much i've learned since then.

fast forward 8 years, to an erin who longed for another bunny companion. i had finished college and felt i was wise enough to learn how to properly care for a rabbit this time around. i was at a pet store one afternoon, and a sweet baby girl sat with her twin sister in a glass front cage looking at me, tugging at my heart strings, begging me to take her home. and home she did come.
i fell in love hard. my reese-reese as i often called her, opened my heart and turned my liking of animals into a love of animals.