Babette and I mourned Herbert for a while, but we were both missing having a little fuzzy man in the house. So, at the end of June, I went and picked up 2-month-old Walter from a sanctuary south of Seattle. Well, I thought he was Walter. I hoped. And not...Waltette. Here are some photos from after the bonding process...which didn't take long, thankfully. As you can see, they are almost identical size-wise. ;)
Unfortunately, as the days went by, it became clearer and clearer that Walter was not a boy. Even though he had bonded to Babs, his (ahem) nether-regions looked way more lady-like than gentlemanly. I was distraught. It was a relief they had bonded, but I had my heart set on a new little man in the house.
Even the vet and Angie, who runs SpecialBunny, thought 'that's a girl.'
And then, I scheduled the spay for the bunny I was now calling Bubbles, or Wubbles. Though I must admit that never felt right.
I took Bubbles in with her bag lunch and said 'see you later' and left the vet. I happened to run into someone bringing in a very large bunny for a vet appt, and so of course had to insert myself into their lives for a few minutes right there in the parking lot.
And then, miracle of miracles, the vet tech came running out yelling "She has testicles!!!!"
Which, while odd, was thrilling. And sure enough, I followed her back in to be given a tour of the now be-balled bunny who was once again, and forevermore, Walter.