Khnihblyr was born to an unknown rabbit in an undisclosed location sometime in 2002 near Frederick, Maryland. She was an Easter present for my co-worker Debbie's children and named originally Rabby. Deb's kids lost interest in the rabbit once summer came and she was lonely in her small travel cage in the garage. Debbie warned the children if they didn't take better care of Rabby, she'd be finding a new home for her, and that is exactly what happened in October 2003. Deb asked me if I wanted this rabbit one day out of the blue. So I said "If you give me 48 hours, I'll answer that question". She agreed so returning home from work that day, I couldn't wait to ask my 14 year old daughter if she'd like a rabbit. We had buried our late sixth hamster, Charky, a little while back and were thinking of a new pet. As the proposition was put forth, the look on Kristen's face said yes before here voice did. So as it was, Rabby, soon to be renamed Knihblyr (pronounced Nibbler) was joining our family. Her nickname became "Nibs".
After a few weeks it was apparent this bunny might best be renamed Jaws. She wasn't in a good mood and liked to let you know with her teeth. We knew she'd had a bad time with Deb's kids, but we didn't think she'd be borderline psycho. For a while we referred to her as "Nibs Viscous". A nice cedar hutch was purchased for her and it was placed in the sunroom of the home we were living in then. Nibs liked it in the sunroom. She started to come around to the happy bunny we knew for most of her life just after that. Before we knew it she wanted to snuggle with Kristen and go for "hoppy walks". Kristen bought a harness for her and took her for hops around the yard where Knihblyr would feast on various grasses. She liked her hoppy walks a lot. One day we got the bright idea to put cat litter in the tray under the grating in her hutch she walked on. This was to help alleviate odors from, well, you know. Knihblyr reverted back to Jaws in no time and became sullen. So after a few days that experiment ended in complete failure. Our only recourse was to nickname her hutch as Fort Stinkin' Rabbit and live with cleaning it often.
About four and a half years went by and Kristen graduated from high school and we moved from Maryland to rural southern Delaware where we had a nice lot in a pleasant country community. We created a protected area up against the house with stockade fencing where we put Knihblyr's hutch. We all had peace of mind from the threat of loose dogs, foxes and such. It worked, so in the spring, fall and summer she got to be out in the fresh air. In the winter she was inside a large outbuilding in front of a big window. We bought a thermometer with a remote readout we kept in the house to monitor the temperature. This building stayed nice and warm for winter during sunny days but on cloudy days the place got too cold sometimes, so Knihblyr came inside on those days. She really wanted to be an indoor rabbit all the time, but she wouldn't tolerate the kitty litter's odor so we had to do what we could. She'd get a little pouty when we put her back out on sunny winter days, but at least the "Jaws" bunny did not come back.
Knihblyr really liked her treats. She particularly like the yogurt treats we bought at the pet store. She couldn't get enough of these. She also loved bananas , strawberries and watermelon. Of course she loved lettuces and in particular the parsley we grew in our garden. And baby carrots from the grocery store. Nibs loved to be rubbed between her ears and have her ears stroked. She would go into a posture that resembled to us The Great Sphinx at Giza, we called it "sphinxing" when she did it. She was totally relaxed in those moments.
In the spring of 2009 Nibs developed dermatitis. We treated her with various medicated shampoos we purchased at the pet store and also used topical meds on her like sulfodene. These helped reverse the dermatitis but it never completely went away. She was definitely an aging rabbit by then. The fall was warm, but in December a big cold snap came in and Nibs caught a cold that quickly became pneumonia. Kristen and I were out dealing with Christmas returns at Best Buy the evening of December 29th when Nibs took a turn for the worse. However, we did get home in time to be with her in her final hour, which we did not think was going to happen that particular day. Upon seeing her, deep concern gripped Kristen's face. She cradled Knihblyr in her arms and held her quietly while sitting in our living room. Knihblyr was uncharacteristically still, her breathing became shallow. After about fifteen or twenty minutes she took two or three deep breaths and relinquished her life. She was in Kristen's arms where she'd have wanted to be, and Kristen and I began to shed tears. But Knihblyr was at peace now and her spirit could roam the house and presumably, for that matter, the universe at will. She was a sweet rabbit. The next day I purchased a tuperware sealable container to use as her final resting place. Kristen used a piece of quilting from her favorite old blanket from early childhood days and wrapped her in it. Notes were placed inside with her and she was buried December 31, 2009 in our backyard. Knihblyr was approximately 8 years old when she passed from this life. She awaits us on the bridge in good company.
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After a few weeks it was apparent this bunny might best be renamed Jaws. She wasn't in a good mood and liked to let you know with her teeth. We knew she'd had a bad time with Deb's kids, but we didn't think she'd be borderline psycho. For a while we referred to her as "Nibs Viscous". A nice cedar hutch was purchased for her and it was placed in the sunroom of the home we were living in then. Nibs liked it in the sunroom. She started to come around to the happy bunny we knew for most of her life just after that. Before we knew it she wanted to snuggle with Kristen and go for "hoppy walks". Kristen bought a harness for her and took her for hops around the yard where Knihblyr would feast on various grasses. She liked her hoppy walks a lot. One day we got the bright idea to put cat litter in the tray under the grating in her hutch she walked on. This was to help alleviate odors from, well, you know. Knihblyr reverted back to Jaws in no time and became sullen. So after a few days that experiment ended in complete failure. Our only recourse was to nickname her hutch as Fort Stinkin' Rabbit and live with cleaning it often.
About four and a half years went by and Kristen graduated from high school and we moved from Maryland to rural southern Delaware where we had a nice lot in a pleasant country community. We created a protected area up against the house with stockade fencing where we put Knihblyr's hutch. We all had peace of mind from the threat of loose dogs, foxes and such. It worked, so in the spring, fall and summer she got to be out in the fresh air. In the winter she was inside a large outbuilding in front of a big window. We bought a thermometer with a remote readout we kept in the house to monitor the temperature. This building stayed nice and warm for winter during sunny days but on cloudy days the place got too cold sometimes, so Knihblyr came inside on those days. She really wanted to be an indoor rabbit all the time, but she wouldn't tolerate the kitty litter's odor so we had to do what we could. She'd get a little pouty when we put her back out on sunny winter days, but at least the "Jaws" bunny did not come back.
Knihblyr really liked her treats. She particularly like the yogurt treats we bought at the pet store. She couldn't get enough of these. She also loved bananas , strawberries and watermelon. Of course she loved lettuces and in particular the parsley we grew in our garden. And baby carrots from the grocery store. Nibs loved to be rubbed between her ears and have her ears stroked. She would go into a posture that resembled to us The Great Sphinx at Giza, we called it "sphinxing" when she did it. She was totally relaxed in those moments.
In the spring of 2009 Nibs developed dermatitis. We treated her with various medicated shampoos we purchased at the pet store and also used topical meds on her like sulfodene. These helped reverse the dermatitis but it never completely went away. She was definitely an aging rabbit by then. The fall was warm, but in December a big cold snap came in and Nibs caught a cold that quickly became pneumonia. Kristen and I were out dealing with Christmas returns at Best Buy the evening of December 29th when Nibs took a turn for the worse. However, we did get home in time to be with her in her final hour, which we did not think was going to happen that particular day. Upon seeing her, deep concern gripped Kristen's face. She cradled Knihblyr in her arms and held her quietly while sitting in our living room. Knihblyr was uncharacteristically still, her breathing became shallow. After about fifteen or twenty minutes she took two or three deep breaths and relinquished her life. She was in Kristen's arms where she'd have wanted to be, and Kristen and I began to shed tears. But Knihblyr was at peace now and her spirit could roam the house and presumably, for that matter, the universe at will. She was a sweet rabbit. The next day I purchased a tuperware sealable container to use as her final resting place. Kristen used a piece of quilting from her favorite old blanket from early childhood days and wrapped her in it. Notes were placed inside with her and she was buried December 31, 2009 in our backyard. Knihblyr was approximately 8 years old when she passed from this life. She awaits us on the bridge in good company.
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Khnihblyr was born to an unknown rabbit in an undisclosed location sometime in 2002 near Frederick, Maryland. She was an Easter present for my co-worker Debbie's children and named originally Rabby. Deb's kids lost interest in the rabbit once summer came and she was lonely in her small travel cage in the garage. Debbie warned the children if they didn't take better care of Rabby, she'd be finding a new home for her, and that is exactly what happened in October 2003. Deb asked me if I wanted this rabbit one day out of the blue. So I said "If you give me 48 hours, I'll answer that question". She agreed so returning home from work that day, I couldn't wait to ask my 14 year old daughter if she'd like a rabbit. We had buried our late sixth hamster, Charky, a little while back and were thinking of a new pet. As the proposition was put forth, the look on Kristen's face said yes before here voice did. So as it was, Rabby, soon to be renamed Knihblyr (pronounced Nibbler) was joining our family. Her nickname became "Nibs".
After a few weeks it was apparent this bunny might best be renamed Jaws. She wasn't in a good mood and liked to let you know with her teeth. We knew she'd had a bad time with Deb's kids, but we didn't think she'd be borderline psycho. For a while we referred to her as "Nibs Viscous". A nice cedar hutch was purchased for her and it was placed in the sunroom of the home we were living in then. Nibs liked it in the sunroom. She started to come around to the happy bunny we knew for most of her life just after that. Before we knew it she wanted to snuggle with Kristen and go for "hoppy walks". Kristen bought a harness for her and took her for hops around the yard where Knihblyr would feast on various grasses. She liked her hoppy walks a lot. One day we got the bright idea to put cat litter in the tray under the grating in her hutch she walked on. This was to help alleviate odors from, well, you know. Knihblyr reverted back to Jaws in no time and became sullen. So after a few days that experiment ended in complete failure. Our only recourse was to nickname her hutch as Fort Stinkin' Rabbit and live with cleaning it often.
About four and a half years went by and Kristen graduated from high school and we moved from Maryland to rural southern Delaware where we had a nice lot in a pleasant country community. We created a protected area up against the house with stockade fencing where we put Knihblyr's hutch. We all had peace of mind from the threat of loose dogs, foxes and such. It worked, so in the spring, fall and summer she got to be out in the fresh air. In the winter she was inside a large outbuilding in front of a big window. We bought a thermometer with a remote readout we kept in the house to monitor the temperature. This building stayed nice and warm for winter during sunny days but on cloudy days the place got too cold sometimes, so Knihblyr came inside on those days. She really wanted to be an indoor rabbit all the time, but she wouldn't tolerate the kitty litter's odor so we had to do what we could. She'd get a little pouty when we put her back out on sunny winter days, but at least the "Jaws" bunny did not come back.
Knihblyr really liked her treats. She particularly like the yogurt treats we bought at the pet store. She couldn't get enough of these. She also loved bananas , strawberries and watermelon. Of course she loved lettuces and in particular the parsley we grew in our garden. And baby carrots from the grocery store. Nibs loved to be rubbed between her ears and have her ears stroked. She would go into a posture that resembled to us The Great Sphinx at Giza, we called it "sphinxing" when she did it. She was totally relaxed in those moments.
In the spring of 2009 Nibs developed dermatitis. We treated her with various medicated shampoos we purchased at the pet store and also used topical meds on her like sulfodene. These helped reverse the dermatitis but it never completely went away. She was definitely an aging rabbit by then. The fall was warm, but in December a big cold snap came in and Nibs caught a cold that quickly became pneumonia. Kristen and I were out dealing with Christmas returns at Best Buy the evening of December 29th when Nibs took a turn for the worse. However, we did get home in time to be with her in her final hour, which we did not think was going to happen that particular day. Upon seeing her, deep concern gripped Kristen's face. She cradled Knihblyr in her arms and held her quietly while sitting in our living room. Knihblyr was uncharacteristically still, her breathing became shallow. After about fifteen or twenty minutes she took two or three deep breaths and relinquished her life. She was in Kristen's arms where she'd have wanted to be, and Kristen and I began to shed tears. But Knihblyr was at peace now and her spirit could roam the house and presumably, for that matter, the universe at will. She was a sweet rabbit. The next day I purchased a tuperware sealable container to use as her final resting place. Kristen used a piece of quilting from her favorite old blanket from early childhood days and wrapped her in it. Notes were placed inside with her and she was buried December 31, 2009 in our backyard. Knihblyr was approximately 8 years old when she passed from this life. She awaits us on the bridge in good company.
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After a few weeks it was apparent this bunny might best be renamed Jaws. She wasn't in a good mood and liked to let you know with her teeth. We knew she'd had a bad time with Deb's kids, but we didn't think she'd be borderline psycho. For a while we referred to her as "Nibs Viscous". A nice cedar hutch was purchased for her and it was placed in the sunroom of the home we were living in then. Nibs liked it in the sunroom. She started to come around to the happy bunny we knew for most of her life just after that. Before we knew it she wanted to snuggle with Kristen and go for "hoppy walks". Kristen bought a harness for her and took her for hops around the yard where Knihblyr would feast on various grasses. She liked her hoppy walks a lot. One day we got the bright idea to put cat litter in the tray under the grating in her hutch she walked on. This was to help alleviate odors from, well, you know. Knihblyr reverted back to Jaws in no time and became sullen. So after a few days that experiment ended in complete failure. Our only recourse was to nickname her hutch as Fort Stinkin' Rabbit and live with cleaning it often.
About four and a half years went by and Kristen graduated from high school and we moved from Maryland to rural southern Delaware where we had a nice lot in a pleasant country community. We created a protected area up against the house with stockade fencing where we put Knihblyr's hutch. We all had peace of mind from the threat of loose dogs, foxes and such. It worked, so in the spring, fall and summer she got to be out in the fresh air. In the winter she was inside a large outbuilding in front of a big window. We bought a thermometer with a remote readout we kept in the house to monitor the temperature. This building stayed nice and warm for winter during sunny days but on cloudy days the place got too cold sometimes, so Knihblyr came inside on those days. She really wanted to be an indoor rabbit all the time, but she wouldn't tolerate the kitty litter's odor so we had to do what we could. She'd get a little pouty when we put her back out on sunny winter days, but at least the "Jaws" bunny did not come back.
Knihblyr really liked her treats. She particularly like the yogurt treats we bought at the pet store. She couldn't get enough of these. She also loved bananas , strawberries and watermelon. Of course she loved lettuces and in particular the parsley we grew in our garden. And baby carrots from the grocery store. Nibs loved to be rubbed between her ears and have her ears stroked. She would go into a posture that resembled to us The Great Sphinx at Giza, we called it "sphinxing" when she did it. She was totally relaxed in those moments.
In the spring of 2009 Nibs developed dermatitis. We treated her with various medicated shampoos we purchased at the pet store and also used topical meds on her like sulfodene. These helped reverse the dermatitis but it never completely went away. She was definitely an aging rabbit by then. The fall was warm, but in December a big cold snap came in and Nibs caught a cold that quickly became pneumonia. Kristen and I were out dealing with Christmas returns at Best Buy the evening of December 29th when Nibs took a turn for the worse. However, we did get home in time to be with her in her final hour, which we did not think was going to happen that particular day. Upon seeing her, deep concern gripped Kristen's face. She cradled Knihblyr in her arms and held her quietly while sitting in our living room. Knihblyr was uncharacteristically still, her breathing became shallow. After about fifteen or twenty minutes she took two or three deep breaths and relinquished her life. She was in Kristen's arms where she'd have wanted to be, and Kristen and I began to shed tears. But Knihblyr was at peace now and her spirit could roam the house and presumably, for that matter, the universe at will. She was a sweet rabbit. The next day I purchased a tuperware sealable container to use as her final resting place. Kristen used a piece of quilting from her favorite old blanket from early childhood days and wrapped her in it. Notes were placed inside with her and she was buried December 31, 2009 in our backyard. Knihblyr was approximately 8 years old when she passed from this life. She awaits us on the bridge in good company.
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