Bunny bonding update

Well, after a little more than a week on hiatus, it was back to the tub again for Izzy and Winslet...

She still seems to have an irresistible urge to bite his flank or butt. She has realized that this has consequences, and she seems to have figured out where the spray is coming from, so she's still trying to be sneaky about it. She spends a lot of time looking to me - not sure if it's for reassurance or to see if I'm watching to see if she can get away with a bite, I'm not sure.

Aside from that, they are doing fine. They ate hay together, and he even flopped at one point and let her sniff his foot. In a dog, that would be a sign of submission - does anyone know if that's true of bunnies as well?

At another point, she laid down in the middle of the tub (possibly using her size to crowd him slightly?)

There was also a bit of "nose wars" as well - trying to maneuver each other into being the groomee - which is hard when neither one is actually grooming.

We did about 70 minutes, and they even ate pellets together. I was afraid there might be some aggression over them, as both of them get tremendously excited at pellet time. But other than a bit of head-maneuvering things seemed to go well. I ended things on that note.

I'll probably do another tub session or two before trying to up the ante again, since that seems to be where the problems start.

( Photo of Izzy )

( Photo of Izzy )

Famous last words...

Remember when I said "Friends don't let friends run Worldcons"?

I lied.

Chicon 7, this year's edition of the World Science Fiction Convention, opens a week from today.

The head of Ops dropped dead last weekend.

I only vaguely knew him, so my first reaction was a general "Wow, that's too bad".

Then I heard a shriek from the general direction of Lawrence and Sheridan.....

It seems that the woman who is my Second at Windycon has received a battlefield promotion to head of Ops less than 2 weeks before a major international event.  In the space of a few days, she went from "Sure, I'll help drive a truck and load-in and out" to department head, and a blizzard of paperwork and scribbled notes has descended upon her.

Well, friends may not let friends run Wiorldcons, but friends also don't let friends get hit by a train, and while I suck at dealing with people I'm hell on wheels when it comes to sorting out paperwork.  So with the assistance of my boss who is letting me fiddle with my schedule next week and with an offer from her to front part of my membership (staff rate) until reimbursement time, I'm playing 'Ride of the Valkyries' on a very small kazoo and coming in to help her out.  I'm headed over tonight after work, laptop in hand, to help finish sorting through the work orders and start making up grids and checklists. I've cleared my decks for the weekend as well, and after tonight we'll have a better idea of what still needs to be done and how much help we're going to need to do it.

As she put it this morning "Suddenly the phrase 'Who died and made YOU boss?" takes on a whole new meaning.....'