A Dog Named Bunny: A Humorous Dog Story

We rescued a little female mixed poodle many years ago. We already had a male poodle that was given to us. We were not smart enough to get the male fixed and didn't know if she was fixed or not. Needless to say it wasn't very long until Bunny got pregnant. Actually she had a hysterical pregnancy the first time around.

When she actually did get pregnant she was as proud as punch. She was gray with markings around her eyes similar to a raccoon, which made her look rather spooky. She was from the very beginning pretty much attached to me. My son saw her abandoned, scared and shaking. He and the neighbor man couldn't get her to come out from under the neighbor's car. My son begged me to come over to help her. I told him to leave her alone. We already had a dog.

He managed to get me to come over to see what was going on. She skittered out from under the car, and ran into the bushes. I sighed and went over to the bushes where she was hiding. She crept out to me and into my arms. I fell in love with the pathetic, scared little thing. We took her home and after putting an ad in the paper, with no response, we kept her. Surprise, surprise.

She was a good mother to her puppies. She had four of them. Only one of them was a female. I was already determined that we would keep one. I fell in love with them all. It was heart breaking to let them go. I was told that there was no way that I was going to be able to sell them that they were just mutts.The father was a poodle and she was obviously poodle with some terrier mixed in. I sold all three of them for $50.00 each. I used the money to get her spade and the pup neutered. The story of Rufus is another one for another time.

Once again I get off the track on my original story. Bunny nursed her little puppies and took very good care of them. She was beginning to look bedraggled and exhausted. She would come tearing out of the bedroom frantically trying to find peace. All the puppies would come flying out after her wanting to nurse on her. She looked like a harried human mother after the first few days of taking care of her infant. I felt sorry for her but did find it humorous because I sure could relate.

One day she came flying out of the bedroom frantically searching for a place to hide for a few minutes peace. She hid behind the draperies in the living room. I know that she was gloating over her hiding place. The puppies came flying around the corner, skidding on three legs. They were searching for their mama. She stayed hidden behind the draperies. I could almost hear her snickering at her accomplishment. What she didn't realize was that although most of her body was hidden behind the draperies, her little boobies were completely visible at the bottom of the draperies. The puppies flew over to her not so hiding place and held her captive as they began to frantically nurse.

She came out disgusted and befuddled, not knowing how they found her. I will never forget that story. Poor Bunny went on to live for several years after that. She was a precious little girl and I will always remember her. I may write more stories about Bunny at a later time. I believe that God gives us pets to comfort and love us. I think that many times they teach those how to love that maybe couldn't love before because of abuse or neglect in their childhoods.

I believe one of the best programs to help rehabilitate inmates is one that allows them to train leader dogs. Many of those men never knew how to love until they had a dog to love and care for.

The dog in the photo is the dog that we have now. It is not Bunny. I will probably write some about Lydia and Abby in the future.