I remember that Saturday morning, we were all very excited. We trawled the web for re-homing centers and came upon one in Wiltshire, run by a very dedicated but totally loopy woman who lived and breathed bunnies (as I'm sure you have to when you do that sort of job). The web site was very exciting. There were lots of photos of all the bunnies available, little bits of text about them and loads of info about what they needed in day to day care.
We didn't rush in straight away. We took our time, did some research and waited for the right pair of bunnies to become available!
It was a warm sunny day when I went to pick them up. They were lovely and warm and bunny cuddly. The children were at school and I knew how pleased they would be to come home and see their bunnies at last.
That was 20 months ago.
The children's enthusiasm wained gradually, as I knew it would. I took on the responsibility of looking after them without question. I always knew it would be up to me and I re-homed them knowing I could look after them, 20 months ago.
But now things are different. They, the bunnies, are the first noticeable casualties of this family breakdown. I am being practical, in the future there may be no room to keep them, and believe it or not they cost a huge amount of money to keep. So it has always been part of the plan to sort them out somewhere else to live, if they were still alive that was. And they are very much still alive and kicking.Today I spoke to the re homing centre again, she said she could take them in within the next three weeks or not until September. So, this Saturday, I will take them back. The children don't know yet, though we have recently discussed the fact that the bunnies may have to go.
I know rabbits are by no means anywhere near the most important thing to sort out in a marriage breakdown, but to me it is one little symbolic step towards moving on. Yet I can't help remembering that when I brought them home, 20 months ago, I took on a responsibility that I now, have not fulfilled.
Yet somewhere, perhaps not so far away, there will be a happy little family trawling through the web pages of the re-homimg centre, excitedly looking for bunnies to adopt, waiting for the right ones to come along. Strange how things turn out.