coby's cosy corner

neutered!

2008-08-08T17:32:00.000+08:00

my evil mommy got me castrated...*miserable*

birthday bunny boy

2008-06-12T22:01:00.000+08:00

i may be 3 years old today but i'm still a baby!
*sings 'rock-a-bye bunny on the tree top...'*>

fridge surveillance

2008-06-11T17:23:00.000+08:00

mommy! i command you to give me a chilled celery stick NOW!

sticks tongue out

2008-06-10T22:02:00.000+08:00

*sticks tongue out*

My Mat!

2008-06-10T22:01:00.000+08:00

i hereby declare this mat as MINE!

back from a fabulous holiday!

2008-04-16T20:44:00.000+08:00

i'm home! here's what i've been up to at THB!
*all photographs credited to THB*

chillin' out

2008-02-26T19:02:00.001+08:00

chillin' out under the fan

rompin' around

2008-02-20T13:53:00.001+08:00

just rompin' about...

photo collage!

2008-02-20T12:54:00.000+08:00

poop time!

2008-02-16T15:12:00.002+08:00

mommy just wants to show off how well toilet-trained i am :P

new fave spot #3

2008-02-16T15:10:00.000+08:00

my new fave spot ... i can fall asleep even with that metal bar under my tummy!
*also...it's molting season again!*

curtain destruction!

2008-01-19T18:15:00.000+08:00

looking innocent first...
...then...

flower power

2008-01-19T18:09:00.000+08:00

i'm a boy! boy bunnies don't wear flowers! hmph...

itchy twitchy nose

2008-01-08T18:18:00.000+08:00

you can't find me!

2008-01-08T18:06:00.000+08:00

masking tape trouble

2008-01-08T16:47:00.000+08:00

poked my nose into trash and gotta bit of masking tape stuck to my chin ... help me, mommy!

pellet catastrophe!

2007-12-24T21:15:00.000+08:00

we're out of pellets! bad mommy!!
only 1 day's portion left & tomorrow's X'mas day so mommy can't run out to buy me some more!
looks like i gotta ration my pellets carefully & eat more vegs in the next 2 days...

1st year anniversary!

2007-12-23T23:35:00.000+08:00

the very 1st picture taken at my new home (i peed there after that photo was taken :P)

it's my 1st year anniversary with my family!

mommy brought me home a year ago ... daddy didn't really understand why she picked me cos' he thought i wasn't the most handsome (squiddie) nor the prettiest (bella), and i didn't even have 'special fur' (aden).

but now they can't imagine life without me ... everyone dotes on me, especially mommy & grandma!

we celebrated my 1st year anniversary with a snack bowl! 2 leaves of crunchy romaine lettuce, 2 organic cranberries, 1 auntie em's bunny biscuit (my fave!) and a tiny bit of apple!!

*burp*

snuggle time with grandma

2007-12-07T11:32:00.000+08:00

grandma loves me ... i love her too!

i'm confused ...

2007-12-07T11:22:00.000+08:00

some of my nicknames...
coby-zai
cobybunny
cobybaby
coco
beebee
siubobo
bobo-zai
sorsor-baby

(almost) famous

2007-10-26T17:50:00.000+08:00

i'm famous!

heart-shaped face!

2007-10-24T12:34:00.000+08:00

my family calls me 'heart shaped face' ... see how the darker part of my face takes the shape of a heart?

when daddy's away, the bunny plays!

2007-10-18T16:57:00.000+08:00

the disciplinarian is overseas ... hooray! *tosses hay around*

Injured bunny

2007-10-09T14:53:00.000+08:00

follow-up visit to the vet today ... it's been 2 weeks since "That Grooming Accident" and i'm not 100% OK yet.
we're never stepping foot into that pet shop again!

travelling .... yucks.

2007-10-07T13:26:00.000+08:00

are we there yet?
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are we there yet?
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are we there yet?
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are we there yet?
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busy mommy

2007-10-02T21:42:00.000+08:00

mommy's been really busy at work lately ... she often works from home at night.
i'm such a good boy ... i just lie by her feet to keep her company while she works. she's so proud of me :)

i'm suddenly not a baby anymore!

2007-10-01T21:46:00.000+08:00

mommy got in touch with my breeder today...
she just found out i'm actually 1 year older than she initially thought (the gal at the petshop lied!) ... now she's a lil' depressed cos that means she has 1 less year to spend with me :(
so ... i'm actually 2+ years old now and my real D.O.B. is 12 June 2005 (gotta remind mommy to update my D.O.B in the vet's records)

well, at least that certainly solved the mystery of why i never seemed to grow bigger after she brought me home @ a supposed 6 mths of age ... that's cos' i was already 1.5 yrs old then!

but she's glad she found my breeder cos' she knows my breeder loves me loads & will give her the best advice to take proper care of me!

oh, and did i mention i 'found' my sis too? :)

my fave spot #2

2007-09-29T11:47:00.000+08:00

here i am at my other fave spot in the house ... under the sofa side table

i'm loving' celery

2007-09-28T12:15:00.000+08:00

girl bunny

2007-09-24T01:11:00.000+08:00

this is embarrassing ... i am NOT a girl!

double trouble

2007-09-19T11:37:00.000+08:00

hey there, i'm coby! who're you?

grandma loves me best

2007-09-19T01:08:00.000+08:00

grandma loves me :)

@ grandma's place

2007-06-19T11:27:00.000+08:00

i'm staying over at grandma's place these 2 weeks cos' mommy's gotta go BKK & MNL for work.

i don't like this playpen ... somebody let me outta here!

we're balding!

2007-06-17T11:43:00.000+08:00

moulting season! i'm balding!

but i'm not the only one in this house who's balding...heh!

let's say it together shall we ... MALE PATTERN BALDNESS!

tribute to boxer

2007-06-07T12:10:00.000+08:00

02 June 2007

I would like to tell a story. A story about a big beautiful bunny with a big heart, and kept his spirits up despite his suffering.

He had the biggest ears, the length of a grown-man's palm, and 2/3rds as wide. When he shook his head, the ears will flap around and create a little breeze. And when he yawned and closed his limpid eyes, his mouth opened as wide as an apricot and the world would stand still.

He had a very kissable nose that he will bump you hard with if you were in his way. He loved having his head rubbed. He was a puppy-dog bunny, skittishly scampering about, and rather messy in an insouciant way. He liked to sit beside one's chair as you worked waiting for the occasional headrub; however he was difficult to get close to, often scampering off to hide when one got too close.

He loved fresh vegetables, attacking a stalk of celery like a puppy would to a big juicy bone. There was so much joy when he ate that the angels will watch in wonder. And like a puppy dog, he had a way looking at you adorably that melts your heart, only to find a puddle when he runs off.

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I loved this bunny when I first saw him at the Toronto Humane Society (when he was called Malcom) but was 3-4 months later before I could get him because he was unavailable for adoption for various medical reasons whenever we were ready. He was old, big, and sick - three strikes against him on most people's criteria but I wanted him all the same. On 06 Jan I decided the bunny had enough and signed a medical waiver and took him home. When I put him in his new space, he was totally transformed; instead of being listless, he was energetic, his eyes sparkled, his ears perked up to their full span - we couldn't believe he was the same bunny, and renamed him Boxer to better suit his optimistic personality.

Unfortunately the honeymoon didn't last, after their curiosity and excitement wore off, the other bunnies started to get jealous or felt threatened by Boxer and we found ourselves having to protect Boxer from bunnies half his size (instead of the other way round that we'd thought). We tried scheduling different free run times, but Boxer was so intimidated by the other bunnies that he did not venture far from his area (other than a few skittish exploratory hops) even though he had the run of the place.

I noticed he was carrying his weight off his right hind leg, since he was always knocking into things, we thought he probably bruised it by tripping over something. It soon became a limp and a swelling developed. We took him to a vet who prescribed antibiotics, when that didn't work we brought him in for an operation to remove the pus in the foot. What a mistake that was, his foot got worse after the operation and I did not want to amputate it because of his age, and he could barely stand or sit with half a working foot, let alone a missing foot. So for the following months we tried to save his foot - I would hold onto a kicking biting bunny while Bob tried to squeeze the pus out of the foot, and Bob would hold him while I bandaged the foot with gauze to keep it clean. It was as awful for us as it was for him - we showered him with kisses everytime he squeaked or grunted in pain when we touched a tender spot.

Yet despite not being able to stand or sit or run without discomfort, Boxer somehow kept his spirits up - the highlight of his day and mine was when I went to him with fresh vegetables with my hand. He loved chomping on fresh celery stalks, and I loved watching him enjoy his vegetables.

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I took him to the vet last Wed because his foot suddenly got worse, bleeding at the slightest exertion. The vet informed me Boxer had lost 20 pounds since his last visit and the prognosis was grim - they had already tried everything before and it had not gotten better.

On the way back from the vet, Boxer was very quiet and when he came out of his carrier his ears were so low that they touched the ground like a lop. I have never seen him so sad before - it was as if he knew, or he had lost his spirit. He was no longer his usual self, for three days he sat quietly in a corner and did not eat or drink although he would always be glad to polish off vegetables and raspberries (which he would eat out of my hand).

On Sat morning, Pixie (our youngest bunny) kept trying to break into Boxer's cage - I thought she was taunting Boxer and told her off (now I realize she was trying to tell us something is wrong with Boxer).

When I picked Boxer up, he was jammed uncomfortably against the wall - unusually, he did not struggle and lay back in my arms with his head lolled back in what we thought was a bunny trance position. He was filthy from head to toe and his feet were encrusted. We did not know why he was so dirty (We realize now he was too weak to clean himself, to put up a struggle like he usually does) but we took turns holding him in our arms as we cleaned his area and washed the grime off him to make him more comfortable.

While we were drying Boxer, he pointed his ears forwards and squealed - I thought he had taken in some water and went to the kitchen to get him a raspberry to make him feel better. I heard Bob crying in the bathroom while I was in the kitchen and I rushed back and tried to revive Boxer with CPR but it was too late. My big beautiful boy was gone - he had never been more clean and soft and beautiful.

When we ran out of tears, we carefully dried him off and found a blue linen cloth that matches his cheery personality to wrap him in. Neither of us had cried more in our lives - not for any animal, not for any person - this bunny had touched us deeply in his short stay with us.

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Bob took him on a tour of the new house, showing him what we were doing when we were away - getting the house ready to move in, and preparations for the dining room which was to be his own special area. I then took him around the backyard that I had filled with bunny-friendly flowers and vegetables I had planted for him, and made little nooks for him to explore and rest in. I had looked forward to watching him explore the backyard, and feeding him the vegetables I know he would love.

We buried him next to the fence in the backyard amidst the flowers and vegetables so he could come and go as he pleased, it was his final home next to the railway lands he would have all the space to run on. I placed the last raspberry he did not get to eat, as well as a piece of rainbow quartz to protect him wherever he went, seeing how I was unable to while he was alive.

As the sun set, we gave him our final headrubs and buried him with the first flower from the garden, a white peony stained with red. I planted a raspberry bush above his feet so he will have all the raspberries he loved.

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Passing by a grocery store, I cried wishing I had given him all the raspberries the night before instead of saving some for the next day. We wish he was longer with us so he could get to know us, and we could get to know him. We had made plans for him to be with us for a few years, and not just a few months.

Dear Boxer, even though it may not have seemed to you, we loved you very very much - and I, especially, loved you most of all (but don't tell the other bunnies or else they get jealous). You always made my heart happy everytime I look at you - I wish I could have made you as happy as you've made me. I should have spent more time with you. I hope you are finally happy and found a place to call home.

Do visit sometime, or at least come and get me when it is my time to go.

Your pooper-scooper,
- s.c. -

--- In memory of ---
Boxer (06 Jan 2007 - 02 June 2007)
the brave bunny who loved his veggies and berries.
Much loved and much missed

sulky bunny

2007-04-12T11:34:00.000+08:00

i'm not too pleased ... why won't someone let me out to play?

my fave sleeping spot #1

2007-03-02T12:32:00.000+08:00

one of my fave sleeping spots ... under the TV console

grooming

2007-02-28T02:07:00.000+08:00

why does she subject me to this grooming thing every week? sigh...

Gong Xi Fa Cai!

2007-02-19T02:03:00.000+08:00

where's mommy?

2007-02-01T02:05:00.000+08:00

at grandma's house...waiting for mommy to come home

No Peeping

2007-01-19T02:06:00.000+08:00

hey, you! stop peeping! can't a bunny have some privacy?

Canadian Cousins

2007-01-02T02:02:00.000+08:00

Meet my cousins! They live with my mommy's brother in Canada.

munchkin

pixie...she has lop ears too!

boxer...he's HUGE

3rd day

2006-12-26T00:22:00.000+08:00

i've been at my new home for 3 days ... i miss my friends :(

Hello!

2006-12-23T13:57:00.000+08:00

hi, my name's Coby...i'm a smoke pearl holland lop.
this morning i was merrily chasing my friend, squiddie, when somebody put her hand into our playpen to pet us.
everybody ran away...not me. i welcome pets anytime, anyday, anywhere!
i stole her heart there and then, and she brought me home :)(after swiping the ATM card)

*photo credits. Pets Rep.*