If you check out my FB, Twitter or Instagram (my name is Samstermommy) then you already know my secret selfish wish came true. Mama bunny did not come back & I had a legitimate reason to buy that teeny tiny kitten bottle I always see at Petsmart. (you can read the original bunny story here)

I do feel kind of bad, like I put some bad baby mama bunny joo-joo out there. Let me also say that as much as I oohed & awed about how fun it would be to help raise them I absolutely knew (know) that it would be best for the mama to raise her little ones & let nature be. In fact, the more P & I read up on hand-rearing cottontails the more we really hoped she’d come back. These little guys are apparently the worst orphans to get, they have very delicate immune & digestive systems while their worst trait is their schitzo personalities. They’re very easily stressed out & we even read about some people who’s wild bunnies committed suicide by throwing themselves into walls because they were so freaked out about living in the house. How can something so cute be so screwed up? I’m calling it the cute to crazy ratio. The cuter something is the more mentally inept it probably is. Kind of like how the hottest girl in the bar is usually also the psycho. Such is the balance of life.

In the end however mama did not come back. We watched with our motion activated nanny cam for two nights & nothing. I couldn’t just let the poor little dears starve to death right on my back doorstep so I had to suck it up and do this…Awful right? I just have to drag myself to do it. Ugh, poor me!

Once again, STUPID CUTE. Feeding these little ones is like free therapy.

We think the bunnies are about 2 weeks old & I’m hoping that in the next week they should start exploring around their nest. (Crazy Joe already is) At that point I can leave some clover, hay & other grasses from our area out for them. (don’t worry, our yard isn’t chemically treated) For now they’re eating 2 parts kitten replacement milk (cat formula) & 1 part heavy cream, twice a day. The plan is to keep the door on the cage shut until they’re a little heftier & then eventually start leaving it open so they can leave if they want to. I think because the cage is up on our deck & by the back door predators will be unlikely. Then again, I never thought a pregnant rabbit would come give birth in my doorstep flowerpot. Crazy ass rabbits.

I’ll give you another update at the end of the week, these little suckers grow up fast. Since we discovered them last week their eyes have opened & ears have stood up. Only 2-3 more weeks until they’re fully grown & leave the nest. My little babies are all growns up!

PS- Say a prayer for the runt. The other 3 seem to be doing decent at feeding but the tiny one is slow & not great at taking food. Poor little guy.

PSS- We’re also not involving the girls a whole lot so they won’t get too attached in case one or two don’t make it. Sam has just now stopped asking about Parker & if I’m going to go to heaven with him. I am not opening that box again, those questions give me the worst pit in my stomach.