Alrighty then. Lets talk about Cruella. I didnt give her that name. She gave HERSELF that name.
Quick recap, she was nearly impossible to get out of the transport cage. But I won't hold that against her. Stress and all.
Well. Let's start by talking about me. Now I don't know rabbits, but I know animals. So whenever I am around a new animal, my voice is lowtone and soothing, my movements slow and deliberate, with no "from overhead" movements (predation fear and all). Basically, I am as non-threatening as possible. Yet I know enough to not show fear (unless it is truly called for).
So, she's in her cage, food, water, and hay pre-installed. Door latched, and I left them alone for the evening to settle in.(well, I peeked a couple of times before dark, just because.
Next morning, after basics, I was going to offer fresh violets (see, showing love). I opened Cruella's cage door (first time I'd opened it). Not even a hand inside. She growled and charged me. Not a foot stomping, or a "hopping forward", but a full on charge, from 3 feet (remember her cage is 3 feet deep) away, stopping AT the cage door. Now, I was NOT expecting this, and almost as quickly as she reached the door, I jumped back about a foot. Reflex. Realizing what I had done (acting scared/submissive) I immediately stepped back to the open cage, fully expecting a maddened bunny on my chest. But she retreated. I dropped the violets into her cage and closed the door, moving on to the next pen. She charged again. I was prepared this time. I stood my ground and slowly raised my hand and placed it, palm flat, on her cage, at her face level. (Against the 1/4 inch baby saver wire...I'm no fool). She retreated.
I had several reasons to be near the cages that morning, putting the spreader bar in the buck cage, moving him, etc. Every time I got near C's cage, she charged me, even when I wasn't directly approaching her cage. Every time, I slowly pressed my palm to the cage, to allow her to sniff if she cared, or allow her to try biting if she felt necessary. This has continued from Monday through today (Saturday) although the frequency and fervor has abated a little.
She hasn't figured out the water bottle (she had a ball bearing one before, and has a "needle" type now) so I gave her a bowl with water. Oh, she charged. I was wearing leather gloves, so stood my ground and braced myself (for the bite I knew was coming) She got to my hand and turned away.
Next day, of course she was out of water. I had a gallon milk jug with water (apple cider vinegar added, of course). And I was still wearing leather gloves of course. Her bowl was about half way across her cage. To minimize my hand exposure by grabbing her bowl, I slowly reached the milk jug into her cage to pour. She jumped from the back corner, in the air, hitting the jug with front feet, then kicking it with rear feet....nearly knocked the jug from my hand. Luckily, she also knocked her bowl closer to the door. Now I started slowly pouring the water before it even entered her cage, until I reached her bowl. Closed the door, she charged again, and then turned to drink. I continue giving her "love offerings"...a couple carrot sticks, a bud branch from the pear tree, more violets. Open the door, place them gingerly just inside, close the door. She doesn't charge the open door anymore, but usually as soon as I turn to walk away, she charges.
Now, if this were a rabbit I had owned for some time, she would have been dinner the day after the first charge. I don't want aggressive rabbits, or aggressive genetics passed on. But I don't know what has happened with this rabbit and if the aggression is heredity or learned. She is a registered Californian, and I would like to get at least one litter out of her, just to see if the aggression shows up in her kits, and to potentially get future breeding stock.
Of course, I am beginning to rethink this also, because even if I bag her to take her to the buck....I have no idea what I would do if she attacked him.
So...one rabbit doesn't eat THAT much. I'll give her a few more weeks to see what happens. But I seriously think I will eventually be changing her name to hassenpfeffer.
And that's how Cruella named herself Cruella.
Tomorrow, why xerocles thinks he will never have rabbit poop for his garden.