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November 01, 2004
From Ginger to Dinner
I was recently reminded of owning a pet rabbit, the experience for the most part I wish to forget. One easter when we lived with Jeff and Heather Cross I wanted a pet, and so we got a bunny.
If you know the upstairs apartment at the Crosses, you've seen the awesome balcony porch that it has. Well that porch was Ginger's domain. We attached chicken wire around the railing so she wouldn't wiggle her way to her death. She had a blast out there. It was especially nice since we figured out that I was allergic to her.
But then we moved down Alabama near 53rd and no longer had a nice place for her outside, so she became an indoor bunny in a little cage most of the time. Very sad.
We could tell that she missed the old balcony but we kept hoping she would adjust. We went away for Christmas and had a neighbor (Paul Hesselink) check on her. We told him not to worry about holding her, just change the litter and feed her. When we got back she turned on us! No kiddding, she bit Bob's slipper and he still has the hole to prove it. Everytime Bob would change the litter box he'd have to wear his leather gloves so he wouldn't get bitten. She'd bite anyway, but at least it didn't hurt as bad.
As if the biting wasn't enough, when she was out of her cage she would jump super high and spray pee everywhere. I think a friend mentioned that maybe she did this because she wanted to mate. Well after some investigation, we discovered that our cute little girl bunny named Ginger was ACTUALLY a male bunny. That was the last straw for me. I was allergic to her/him, and it bit us whenever we tried to change the litter (did you know bunnies will go in a litter box like cats do?) so we looked to get rid of her/him. (I still, to this day, can't say him)
I'm not sure if you're familiar with a hall at Covenant called Catacombs, but when I was there they were notorious for doing strange things with animals. (catch the greased pig, frozen road kill, etc) I had a friend, Fernando, (names haven't been changed to protect the innoc....guilty) who volunteered where I worked and he said he'd take it. I made he and Jade promise to be nice to Ginger and they did. Well I know they must have gotten really tired of having bunny pee sprayed all over their room and I'm sure they didn't enjoy getting bitten either, so Ginger went the way of many bunnies in the wild. They ate her! I'm totally serious.
Of course I didn't hear this from them. My friend Joe later told me that when they got Ginger they renamed her/him Dinner. I think Joe told me that he acutally ate some of her/him or maybe just witnessed her death. So if you are reading this right now and tasted the likes of my old bunny, leave a comment and confess!
In defense of these guys there really was no other option. Bob and I couldn't leave Ginger/Dinner with an unsuspecting family and let her/him bite little one's fingers and such. Though I guess they really didn't have to eat her!
Well she was fun while she lasted. Here are some very cute pictures of Ginger, before she was Dinner...
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