There is this one particular bunny that has been here over 3 years waiting for her forever home. She came from a slaughterhouse, and was handled very badly when she was there. Thrown around by the leg, ears, or whatever they could grab. She hasn’t forgotten that, and is just a bit uptight and does not like being picked up. She needs a home that will not expect that from her, but give her lovin' on the floor or couch if she jumps up with you.
She pretty much lives cage free here: has a cage she’s in at night, but other than that, the upstairs hall and bathroom is hers. Her toys and hidey places are up there and she loves to run and play.
While she loves me, she has little need for anyone else in my home or that has come to meet her over her 3 years here. Over the years, she’s had a few names here, but lately, I’ve been singing a song to her from the 70’s called Chick-a-Boom. So, that became her name.
The morning routine is when I get up, I open her cage door and out she comes and runs and binkies with joy. As I do the other bunnies (who are kept in two bedrooms upstairs) I pass her by time-and-time again as I feed and clean the other bunnies and she makes it a point to make SURE I pay lots of attention to her. After all, I am “the only one she has”. If I pause as I walk by, she (literally) runs over, circles my feet, asking to be petted. I kneel down, talk to her, pet her, and generally fuss over her. Tell her how pretty she is, how funny she is to watch and how glad I am that I saved her from the slaughterhouse.
I believe animals like to “hear their stories”. No, I’m not a whack-o, I just think they understand the vibes you are sending and the tone of your voice speaks volumes, and just somehow, I think they understand what you are telling them.
The other morning (this is true), as I was taking care of all the other bunnies, the normal conversation Chick-a-Boom and I usually have took a somber, different tone. It started out as it has many times in the past: “I took you from a slaughterhouse when you were just a baby.” Then, this is when it suddenly turned a different route, as I continued: “A slaughterhouse is where people dump animals to be killed.” (For some reason, that particular thing I said to her, brought tears to my eyes…) I went on talking to her: “Your breeder didn’t want you because you were not show quality, so she sent you there to be killed. She didn’t think you deserved to live.” I went on petting her, and she just sat there as she always does, listening to what I was saying. Again, I go on talking to her: “There are about 7 billion people in the world, and only ONE cares about you….” (More tears from me..) My voice trailed off. But, when I said that, she melted in a puddle of contentedness...and tooth purred, as if to say: “One is enough. Every bunny just needs one.”
Won't you be her "one"?
By the way, Chick is one of the cleanest bunnies I've had come through my rescue. I thought I'd throw that in there...because I wrote lots of other things that may make you pass her over. She does not do even a single poop outside of her litter box. And like I said, she is *very* affectionate with "her person".

$75 adoption fee includes Chick-a-Boom (spayed), an ex-pen, litter box, bowls and starter supply of hay, litter and pellets.
Homes within driving distance of Central Jersey.