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I remember the first time I heard about overgrown teeth in rabbits , I was genuinely surprised. I’d always known that rabbits were avid...

If you've ever watched your rabbit twitch their nose and sneeze repeatedly, or seen damp patches around their nostrils, you’ve probably...

When I first brought home my rabbit, Oliver, I assumed that if something was wrong, he’d let me know—maybe through a squeak, a loud...

Why Is My Rabbit Chewing Everything All of a Sudden? There’s a moment every rabbit owner faces at least once—the day you walk into the...

I never expected that the biggest tenants of my home wouldn’t be in the house itself—but under it. It started with a small rustle. I was...

How to Keep Rabbits Out of Your Yard: Lessons from a Peaceful Tug-of-War with Nature I used to think my yard was mine. I mean, I mowed...

How to Keep Rabbits Out of Your Garden: A Gentle Battle of Wits I still remember the first time I noticed something wasn’t quite right in...

I remember the first time I held a baby rabbit in my hands—so small, so fragile, its tiny nose twitching as it sniffed the air. I was...

I remember the first time I locked eyes with a rabbit. It was a little gray fluffball named Hazel, sitting cautiously at the far end of a...

The first time I met an American Fuzzy Lop, I was completely unprepared for the sheer cuteness I was about to encounter. My friend,...

I remember the first time I realized that rabbits might have trouble seeing directly in front of them. It was a sunny afternoon, and I...

I remember the first time I wondered whether rabbits could see in the dark. It was a chilly autumn evening, and I was sitting on the back...

I remember the first time I stepped out into my backyard one crisp spring morning and realized something was off. How to Get Rid of...

I remember the first time I walked into a pet store, eyes full of excitement, ready to bring home a new furry friend. I had done my...

Where to Buy Rabbit Meat: A Comprehensive Guide for Consumers I remember the first time I tried rabbit meat—it was during a trip to a...

I remember the first time I suspected something was wrong with my rabbit, Willow. She had been her usual energetic self just the day...

I remember the first time I brought my American Fuzzy Lop rabbit home—his tiny, fluffy body nestled into my hands, his soft ears...

I remember one particularly chilly autumn evening when I glanced over at my rabbit, Oliver, curled up in his hutch. The night air had a...

I remembered a time not too long ago when I had the delightful task of determining the age of my neighbor’s rabbit, Thistle. I had always...

I remember the first time I saw a litter of baby rabbits—tiny, fragile, and completely dependent on their mother. Their eyes were still...