A Whole Eyeball Full of Nature

This morning, Petunia had a made a pig-mess of her cage, so we had to take her out to clean it.  My son had taken Robert A. out, without us knowing it. 

Know where this is going yet?

Needless to say, Robert found Petunia pretty quickly and he LIKES her.  He REALLY likes her.  Oh my, he liked her all over the place. 

They are rabbits, after all.  Luckily, I don't believe he got anywhere.  Mostly because he was trying the wrong end for quite a while, and secondly, because she wouldn't hold still for him and kept scooting away.  Thirdly, because I would grab him and pull him off almost immediately.  Does that mean anything?  No.  But I can hope.  She is very young, after all.

So, we've confirmed that Robert A. is indeed a boy, that he and Petunia have hit it off, and that Robert A. will have an appointment with the vet before he's ever near Petunia again.

And my daughter learned a little bit about where bunnies come from.  I did spare her the exact details, because she's a little young and was very uncomfortable, but we kind of talked about exactly what Robert A. was doing, skirting the specifics.  Especially since he was waving his flag all over the place.  It was kind of hard to not address.

If she's ever wanting to bring me questions about that sort of thing, I'm ready.  I'm a straight-forward kind of mom, and I don't want her to be thinking she can't ask her questions.  But I'll let her come to me, when she's ready.  Oy.  This happened much sooner than I thought it would have.

Thanks Robert A., thanks Petunia.