B A G N O R
When I was eleven years old our family gained an additional
family member on a now infamous Easter day. While in Michigan visiting family we
were gifted a young rabbit. Bella previously resided with my aunt along with
her 8 pit bulls. Upon our return home Bella cautiously explored our house.
Bella was very nervous at first, showering us in bites when we would pick her
up. This adjustment period didn’t last long as she soon became comfortable with
us interacting with her. Now Bella lives in a large indoor pen, intended for
dogs, where we are able to see how she is aging during her time with us. During
Bella’s first years with us she enjoyed hopping around our living room,
relaxing under furniture and climbing on us. Now she prefers napping on top of
her deconstructed shoe box.
One of
Bella’s favorite pastimes during the first two years with us was hopping around
our backyard, hiding under the greenery and chewing on various sticks littering
the ground. Post these excursions she gained the nickname of Bagnor from her
vicious behavior. After we moved houses she was no longer able to explore as
she used to. We have supplemented this lack of outside time by allowing her
free domain of our dining room and living space. During this time she
frequently rests under furniture, where she presumably feels free from the
danger of predators.
Bella, since we moved to a new house, has experienced
a significant upgrade in space. When Bella was gifted to our family she had a
cage suitable for a small rabbit. After realizing that this space was insufficient
for a particularly large breed of rabbit, a Rex rabbit, we purchased a cage
intended for a dog. This solved our problem of space, along with creating
additional problems for Bella. With the large cage there became little incentive
to play with the Bagnor, as she had a new realm which was difficult to remove
her from. To solve this new housing problem we purchased a new enclosure with
an open top, intended to be an indoor cage for a dog. Now everything she does
is in full view of the family, enabling us to see her stand up, sleep, and very
rarely have dreams as she moves while asleep.
Now
when I see her sleeping in her refitted shoe box I can’t help but feel remorse
as her age is expressed through her actions. As Bella used to climb up the
stairs rapidly, she now takes her time, pausing briefly at every step. Bagnor
used to incite a chase by snorting and stomping her back legs and would proceed
to run around the living space. Now she lazes about hopping around occasionally.
This may be a false analysis, nevertheless I have been prompted to spend more
time with her. When I am presented with free time I will open the gate to her
enclosure and allow her to confront me on her own terms, where she will
occasionally check if I have food, allow me to pet her, and then retreat to
continue relaxing on her pillow. I hope to continue this ritual with her as I
now feel closer than I have ever been to the mighty Bagnor.
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