Court's Crew: (in order of appearance)
Sir Gromio (AKA
Gromit began my adulthood quest in animal rescue. I always
preferred rescue animals...but Gromit was the first animal that I chose on my own as an
adult (and by adult, I mean a 23 year old still living at home with her dad..lol).
Our old dog's vet had mentioned that a certain "joni"
had several adoptable mutt puppies. I went to see the puppies and Joni's son opened
their cage door so that I could watch them in action. Two busted out to find food
and get my attention to play with them. They were adorable. Gromit on the
other hand, took one look at me and took off because he was free and he had other
things to do. He checked out a cat that pounced on his unwanted advances, got scared
and went running up into a pond. He was soaked! He was a little nuts and he
didn't rightly care what anyone thought of him. His thought process was much
different than the other puppies. Somehow, he was just unique. I had to have
him! It was late, the roads were slushy and I wasn't ready to bring a puppy home
because I lacked the supplies. I told Gromit I would come get him in the morning
even though Joni's son told me that he couldn't guarantee Gromit would be there....lol
Joni, he was meant to be mine!
I woke my entire family early and had them waiting by 9:00 a.m. the next
morning. We picked up Gromit, signed the adoption papers and took him to Petsmart to
get him everything he needed. He puked all over my ex-boyfriend (it was
funny). Gromit fit into my life immediately and continues to do so 7 years
later. He's silly, he's disgustingly smart and he's a brat. He's a
When I took him for his first check-up as a pup, I met another lady with
a similar looking puppy at the vet's office. She ran up to him and asked "is
that norman (gromit's christian name)!?" When I told her that indeed it was she
told me that she had come to get him that morning too, in the same hour that I did and was
so disappointed he was gone! She laughed "that's my dog!!!" She
however had Gromit's sister and they loved her just as dearly. Again, Gromit was
meant to be mine....
One of the nicest things was that a few years down the line we were
hiring another receptionist at work. She came in to meet with my boss and I realized
immediately that it was Joni! Wook is now a wonderful personal friend of mine as the
years go on and I am so happy to have her and Gromit in my life. You can check out
some of her adoptable pets at:
Prophio (AKA PROPHET)
We discovered Prophet on Petfinder.com. His first adoptive parents
had taken him from the pound, discovered they couldn't keep him, adopted him out, adopted
him back (after the family decided they didn't want him either), adopted him out again,
took him back again and then found us. This was all before he was 5 months old.
Prophy was born in the woods, he was separated from mom very early and tossed
around from home to home and was a very very sick little puppy who had trouble gaining
weight (hmm...you wouldn't know it now!) I still can't believe he ever weighed 3
He is what we like to call a velcro puppy. He is attached to us
24/7. Sometimes, this behavior can push you over the edge...but in the end, this is
the nicest, sweetest dog I've ever known. No one has a better or kinder heart than
While Enid and I had a very rocky start, this little lady is spoiled
rotten little bunny. She was my first adult female that I had to live with...lol.
Everyone used to joke she was the Queen and now we actually refer to her as
"the queen". I used to think that my first bunny (Duncan) had changed my
life (which he did)....but as the years pass I realize it was Enid (more and more each
day). She's extremely moody. One minute she is joking around and the next
minute, you'd best watch yourself or you will get the evil growl. She's just like
her mom! Most buns also don't show up at the vet with their own luggage or have
their own bedroom....but Enid does. She is really smart, tough, picky and
loving at the same time. There's no bun like my Enid ;) If I had to pick a
reason for getting into bunny rescue, she's it. I used to think that adopting them
was enough....but she makes me want to do more to help other animals every day....the
Queen says I should ;)
I adopted Copper for Enid after she lost her first love. Out of
all of us, Copper is the layed back one. He never gets too upset and pretty much,
anything goes. He is elderly, doesn't see well (if at all) and basically lives off
of trusting Enid and Duncan. He was a breeding bunny that apparently lived out his
usefullness due to age and was surrendered to the rescue that I adopted Enid from.
His feet were permanently broken and hurt (his toes are twisted up permanently and his
nails don't grow). He had no sense of grooming or keeping clean. He walks with a
huge hobble....but Copper doesn't have to worry about that stuff anymore. Many of
his problems were untreatable but we don't mind. If he can live happily with
noticing them, so can we. He is a permanent fixture in our lives and minds.
All who meet him are an instant friend of Cop's.
Yes, he's over a year old now but I'll never forget the moment I found
this!!!! Although he was a great reminder in getting previous spay/neuter certs on
your adopted bunnies (and not just taking someones word for it), we had a horrible night
previously. Momma bun had just given birth to a stillborn (completely unexpectedly)
around 11 p.m. the night before. We didn't even know she was pregnant! Spayed
my butt!! One minute she was fussing and the next minute I saw blood and a very still baby
bunny. After trying desparately to save the baby, no more came. Besides the
shock of what had happened without notice, the worst part was that the little one had died
and I was heartbroken. My pal Greg got several alarming phone-calls as the scenerio
played out. I stayed up until 2:00 a.m. crying over the entire situation.
In the morning, I visited with mom to cuddle her for some relief over
the loss and surprise. I heard a funny noise in the bun house and went to
investigate. Cuddled deep down in a pile of hay, I found three beautiful squirming
babies!!!! Mom happily let me investigate and hold them. It was an amazing
beginning to a new day. I was unhappy about how they had gotten here but I loved
them regardless and enjoyed raising them beyond belief.
His sister found a nice home. His brother is living with one of
our favorite adopters EVER!
Duncan will always be this little picture to me! He is named after
my first bunny who passed away a few years earlier. Lol, of course now he is the
baby of our house and a holy terror (I mean that in the nicest way possible!).
Sometimes he makes me wonder if I'm cut out for babies anymore....haha. He is
constantly adventuring, testing and learning and he makes a lovely 3'rd in my beautiful
trio of rabbits.
Yes, technically, Sabine is only my foster. After a year of having
her we're in no rush to find her a home.