Rabbit Conversations

Have you ever had a conversation with a rabbit? If not, I highly recommend it. It's extremely amusing. I'll give you an example of me and my rabbits every morning during feeding.

Me: Good morning, Galaxy! How was your night?
Galaxy: RRRRRRRRR! (Rubbing his head on my hand.)
Me: Are you hungry?
Galaxy: GRUNT! (Bouncing up and down)
Me: Here's your food!
Galaxy: RRR! RRR! Grunt! (Starts eating)
Me: See you later!

It's even more interesting with Aravis, my sassy, spoiled rotten English Spot rabbit. "Vissy" is her nickname.

Me: Hey Vissy! How's it going?
Aravis: (Makes some very complex faces at me, while sitting in the back of her pen.)
Me: Are you hungry?
Aravis: (Comes running.)
Me: Here's your pellets!
Aravis: (Starts rubbing her chin on my hand.)
Me: Do you want petted?
Aravis: Thump! Snort! (Sticks her head under my hand, after giving me a "duh!" look)

And finally, my favorite, Chester.

Me: How's my handsome Chessy this morning?!?!?!
Chester: RRRRRRRRRRR! GRUNT! (Quivering with excitement)
Me: Aw, you're so cute!
Chester: Grunt! Grunt! GRUNT! (He agrees.)
Me: Are you hungry?
Chester: RRR! RRR! Snort! (No, he just wants petted.)
Me: I can't pet you the whole time, Chester. The other bunnies are waiting.
Chester: (Soaking up the attention, while making quiet grunting noises.)
Me: Here's your food, I have to go now. (I give him his pellets, and close the door.)
Chester: GRUNT!!! RRRRRR!!!! (Trying desperately to open the door.)

That's how it is talking with rabbits. Sometimes they grunt, sometimes they make faces, and sometimes they use ear signals and body language. Learning rabbit language takes time, patience, and practice, but its worth it-especially when your rabbit gives you one of those hilarious "duh!" looks!


~ Just a Girl on the Homestead





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