The Rebellious Rabbit

For those of you who have been reading about my antics I thought I should give MY side of the story. My name is Peanut and I am the brown rabbit with a personality disorder that Heyjude is looking after this week. I don’t really like Humans. How would you feel with a name like Peanut? It was OK when I was a tiny baby bunny, but I grew. And grew. I was supposed to be a dwarf lop-eared rabbit, but I think my mother must have been playing around a bit, because there is no way that I am a dwarf rabbit. I mean, have you seen the size of my feet?

My lovely lop ear

As I am a bit of a boisterous boy who likes to kick off at times, I found myself at the vets. Where they discovered that I am in fact a boy, Not a lady rabbit as was requested. And they decided to chop off my ‘bits’. Would YOU trust Humans if they did that to you? No, I didn’t think so. And there is a rumour in the Rabbit World that some women are known as ‘bunny boilers’. So ladies, stay away from me. Please.

Catch me if you can...
Catch me if you can…

My friend is George. Now that’s a good, strong masculine name. I wish I was called George, but it would become confusing to have two of us. George is the blue-eyed boy. Literally. He’s a bit of a softie and likes to be picked up and stroked. Makes me wince, but he does also like to lick me behind my ears so he’s not a bad friend to have. And we do a few bunny hops together.

Peanut and George
Me and George

So there you are. A real rabbit. With attitude. 🙂

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I have lived in the UK for most of my life, but when young I definitely had wanderlust and even ended up living in South Africa for several years which was a wonderful experience. I now look forward to a long and leisurely retirement doing what I like most - gardening, photography, walking and travelling.

84 thoughts on “The Rebellious Rabbit”

  1. I simply love rabbits and an entire rabbit post made me smile 🙂
    …but I didn’t know what a rabbit boiler was and was APPALLED when I looked it up. Sheesh!! What’s wrong with people?! 😉

    I can’t comment on Peanut’s name because the name of my son’s rabbit was sooo unoriginal … Bunny. He was a wonderful little character and an Alpha Male. He was a little Napoleon trying to rule the menagerie in the house where my son lived in university. I had no idea rabbits could be so assertive.

    Now I tend to think of all rabbits as simply Bunny.

    1. Peanut is trying to persuade Robyn (his owner) that Rocky is much more suitable. He rather likes the idea of being the Alpha Male, but is a bit too anxious. He’s more of a follower than a leader.

  2. Re the conversation we had over at mine this week – I missed this truly important post from Peanut – where was this in my reader?
    He looks in fine fettle. A friend of mine had a rabbit, very similar, called Albert. He lived partially in their house and had an old paddling pool in the kitchen (no water in it, obviously), where he went to feed and do his other business. He lived to a ripe old age for a rabbit, so I’m told and was almost obedient. Can rabbits understand us humans?

    1. I’m sure they can Jenny, they just pretend not to! We had a rabbit when we were kids and it stayed in the hutch pretty much all the time, when I think about it now that was very cruel as they love to run and jump about.

    1. Actually, mate, I reckon there’s some Wallaby or even Kanga in the family tree. You should see how high I can jump!

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