Allow me to admit how stupid I can be. I'm not proud. I am a dope. Case in point:
Yesterday I came home from work to a rabbit in labor. Bella was in her cage, amidst a mess of shredded papers and hay, and clearly straining to push something out. It took me a minute to assess, but I realized--DUH--she was in labor and making no progress. Yep, I'm a genious.
I wasn't sure how far along she was, labor-wise, so I carefully picked her up to look at her rear. And there were feet. I'll be. But the feet were the wrong feet (the backs, not the fronts), I knew that right away, and he/she was stuck, and poor Bella, she was having quite a time with him. So I gently pulled the bunny out. Field medicine at it's best.
As you can imagine, I think, he was stillborn. A single. A big grey guy (he had hair! Freaky), born breech--too big for Bella, who is 3 1/2 pounds, to handle. Understandable why he didn't make it. I kept watch on Bella to make sure she was done, and an hour later, it was obvious she was. So I left her alone. This morning, she is her normal self, except--get this--she likes me. Every time I've approached her in the past, I've gotten the laid-back ears. Not today. Today she's my buddy. Ears up, looking at me without horror in her pink eyes. It's nice to see. I guess there's nothing like having someone assist in a difficult labor to make friends.
Why the surprise?? PJB (Philip Johnny Bob's nickname) mated Bella WAY back in the beginning of September. My husband and I both managed to catch it (and laughed, because that falling over thing bucks do is TOO funny). I did a quick guess on due dates, and waited. And nothing. 28 days--nope. 31 days---nope. 35 days---nope. When the dates passed, I thought, well, whatever happened, it didn't take. But it did, just not that time. Yesterday was way past the day, meaning that whatever I saw wasn't the time that worked. But the next time, it did. He's been busy, that little stinker.
Of course, now I'm looking more closely at Ygraine. She's got a pot belly. I thought she'd just been eating well--she was so super skinny I've been feeding her up. She doesn't want PJB anywhere near her, and hasn't for a long time. I just thought she was old and crochety. I admit my stupidity. Yesterday, after the rabbit I didn't think was pregnant gave birth, I looked at Ygraine and noticed that she's really moody. She's been a bit moody lately, but yesterday, moreso. Yesterday she didn't want me to touch the sides of her belly, which is new. This morning she is the same.
I put some nesting material in her house, I will cover half with a towel, and I will wait and see. Maybe there'll be another surprise? At least I'm watching this time.
But I'm not a total loss, I have learned from this experience. I have learned:
- Rabbits do not exercise restraint when it comes to breeding. I thought they didn't like one another. Um, no.
- Just because I couldn't get pregnant easily and have lots of stupid issues with it, doesn't mean everyone has the same problems. I should learn to assume that if a mating took place, there's going to be a baby. Period.
- I need to stop running PJB with the girls and put a fence down their play area.