Rather interestingly, he bounded into my life under rather unusual circumstances! At the time, my Dad was a builder and he had gone to work one day when the lady he was working for explained that she’d found a rabbit. Unfortunately, she didn’t know that much about rabbits and she’d put him in the greenhouse and shut the door. As it was a hot Summer’s day, the poor rabbit had become quite dehydrated and when my Dad opened the greenhouse door, the creature was lying on his side, looking quite poorly! Luckily, my Dad knew a thing or two about animals and he splashed him in cold water quickly and gave him a generous dish of water. Over the next few days and weeks, my Dad knocked on doors in the lady’s street, put a poster in the local fish and chip shop and even phoned the local radio station who put a notice out across the airwaves. Unfortunately, his owner couldn’t be traced but secretly I was delighted. My Dad bought a rabbit hutch from the local pet shop and built a rabbit run with Grandad and Bluey was allowed to stay!
He was such a lovely rabbit who could be quite mischievous at times and to this day, he remains my favourite pet!
Please feel free to ask any questions about Bluey.