I know it is definitely coincidental that my first pet as a married woman would be as velvety as a horse’s nose and would also have hay apart of its diet. However, I think some of my love of the horse transcended to the love of our pet velveteen-lop rabbit.
I never had a bunny growing up, but our family did have quite the menagerie of pets. I grew up around many types of animals ranging from baby chicks to a sugar glider to a blue-fronted Amazon parrot. I have always been an animal lover. I am use to exotics, but seem to always compare their behavior to the more domestic dog or cat. If I would have to categorize our bunny she would be more like a cat. She won’t come when she is called unless you are giving her food. She is more independent and will not approach you unless she wants a nice scratch on her head. She is littered trained like a cat, and likes to look out and rest in the window like a cat. One of the ways she is not like a cat is her affinity to chew on curtains, molding, and electrical cords which makes me categorize this behavior more dog like. But alas, my furry friend is not a carnivorous beast as Monty Python would have you think, she is more in with the times and loving green like my dear horse.