I have LOTS of rabbits for sale that I'd like to move out by the end of the year. More information is on my website but here is a list of what's available:
Glendale's Lexus, Tort SSD $75
Locket's Baby Phat, Tort SSD $50
Locket's Yogi, Tort SJB $50
Spring Lake's Cha Cha Cha, Broken Black BSD $40
Lops of Love's Chammile, Broken Tort BSD $50
Locket's Soul Man, Black SJB $85 (FUZZY HOLLAND with BOS leg at 9 weeks old)
THF Saynora's Sprinkles, Frosty SSD $75
Additional pets available on sales page. www.locketlops.com
That's all for now!
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Is their an excuse...
....for buying un-pedigreed stock?
One of the main things I have a problem with is when people willingly and happily buy un-pedigreed stock. Whether it be from an unknown breeder, an auction, or a raffle...I do not get it. From my experience, the people that buy un-pedigreed stock are people that want to do it their way or really just don't care. Do they not realize that when they purchase this rabbit that it can carry a slew of things? For instance, how do we know that the rabbit doesn't come from a line of over-weight rabbits, odd breedings (like a self blue seal chin x lilac tort otter), or even that the rabbit is purebred? Well..I mean..after a few generations who cares if it's purebred! Are these kind of breeders in it to support the breed or are they just breeding to produce pets?
A big concern of mine is why the rabbit is in the auction in the first place. Obviously the breeder didn't want it for a certain reason. Without any way of contacting them..we can't be sure if the rabbit is even able to produce anymore! How old is it? Is it sterile? Does he have a split p? Does he carry VD or any other hereditary disease? Are none of these taken into consideration? Is it easier to buy a rabbit with absolutely no history than it is to buy a pedigreed, well cared for, and solid rabbit from a good breeder? I guess so!
Maybe it's ignorance. They choose not to care because they are happy with their purchase. They choose not to educate themselves because they don't care? A care-free attitude is a red flag to me. Anyone that wants to be serious with rabbits should take the time to do it right.
Well...that's all for now.
One of the main things I have a problem with is when people willingly and happily buy un-pedigreed stock. Whether it be from an unknown breeder, an auction, or a raffle...I do not get it. From my experience, the people that buy un-pedigreed stock are people that want to do it their way or really just don't care. Do they not realize that when they purchase this rabbit that it can carry a slew of things? For instance, how do we know that the rabbit doesn't come from a line of over-weight rabbits, odd breedings (like a self blue seal chin x lilac tort otter), or even that the rabbit is purebred? Well..I mean..after a few generations who cares if it's purebred! Are these kind of breeders in it to support the breed or are they just breeding to produce pets?
A big concern of mine is why the rabbit is in the auction in the first place. Obviously the breeder didn't want it for a certain reason. Without any way of contacting them..we can't be sure if the rabbit is even able to produce anymore! How old is it? Is it sterile? Does he have a split p? Does he carry VD or any other hereditary disease? Are none of these taken into consideration? Is it easier to buy a rabbit with absolutely no history than it is to buy a pedigreed, well cared for, and solid rabbit from a good breeder? I guess so!
Maybe it's ignorance. They choose not to care because they are happy with their purchase. They choose not to educate themselves because they don't care? A care-free attitude is a red flag to me. Anyone that wants to be serious with rabbits should take the time to do it right.
Well...that's all for now.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Orange Litter Update
Well, Sprinkles is 3 days overdue and has been in labor since 5:00 this morning. We got really worried so we called the vet. After canceling out the option of a $500 c-section, over-night stay, spay, and vet visit....we called Dr. Wendy Feaga in MD. She told us what to do. Unfortunately, Sprinkles can never be bred again. I am extremely upset about this and wish we could've done something sooner. Hopefully I'll be able to find her a pet home. For now..I am putting aside the orange project.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Special Litter Coming
I am so excited to announce that I will be having my first Orange litter!!!! I purchased THF Saynora's Sprinkles, a frosty doe, (13th place SJD at '09 HLRSC Nationals) from Christy Gray as my start in the project. I bred her to Willow Walker's Diego in hopes for oranges (and brokens too!) They are due the 7th so I'm really hoping everything goes okay. She was super frantic about her nest building the other day but got distracted by food so she...stopped :(
More to come!!
More to come!!
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
ARBA Convention..and some thinking....
So all the Convention rush is coming to a slow. I want to congratulate the BOB winners, Jenny Poprawski of Camelot Rabbitry and Aislin Hall of Care Hare's Rabbitry (also taking BIS Youth) for their outstanding commitment to the rabbit community and their dedication in perfecting the breed.
I didn't get a whole lot into the whole ordeal mainly because I wasn't going..and God knows we ALL wanted to go. But after hearing the results, I am just in awe of these magnificent creatures and their owners. I can only begin imagine the breeder's response to hearing their rabbit called for a top placement.
To think it all started by walking out to the barn one night and deciding to put a buck with a doe and hoping for the best. These parents were carefully picked out in hopes to improve the herd and were greatly anticipated as to their arrival. Four weeks later, there's a nest full of plump, wriggly, helpless babies that you've created. You would watch these rabbits grow and pick your favorite as they mature. As the hype of Convention rolls around, you begin to chose your few select rabbits to join you on your mission in placing at *least* in the top 10..we can't get our hopes up too high now can we? These rabbits were put in their usual carriers with their usual crocks and bottles and off they went...by car or plane to their final destination. Everyone unloads the rabbits into their coop...all hoping to take the one spot...all hoping that their ONE rabbit sweeps the tables and goes down in history... While your rabbit sits patiently in its coop not knowing a darn about what's happening, you are in a frenzy over the weeks happenings. *Finally* your little one goes up to the table against some of the best rabbits out there. Rabbits that have been plastered over the internet and raved about at shows with their multiple legs and such. Anticipating the final judgment. You get a feeling in your gut as the judge slowly moves your rabbit to the first hole of the coop. Your heart is pounding...pulse rushing...stomach turning. Just to think...each and every other person standing next to you feels JUST the same way. Before you know it the agonizing pain is over and your rabbit...YOUR rabbit...takes that one spot. The only spot reserved in the nation for the best rabbit of that breed. The only single spot available for the *best* rabbit in the nation. That single number alone...sends chills down anyone's back. No one else can feel the way you do..no one else will know how you feel... or can imagine how you feel. In unison the crowd goes wild and you come back down to earth (which is now spinning again) and you are lifted by the words of praise by fellows friends to a high that is inexplicable. YOU did it. You actually did it. You walked out there that one night and put that one buck, with that one doe. And the rest, they say, is history.
*Sigh* I can only begin to imagine.
Back to reality...this makes me want to completely start over with my herd and go out there and buy the best I can buy and in 3 years walk right up to those tables and win. That's right. I, Laura Freeman of Locket Lops Rabbitry, want to WIN. Okay, I know, I'm sounding selfish, immature, and self absorbed. Let me ask you....do you want to win? Thought so. I've thought about dong it. Starting over that is. I mean..it'd only consist of me putting up for sale all the rabbits I worked hard to buy and raise and feed and what in the world am I thinking? I have jrs I want to keep, I have bucks I would never sell, and I just bought that rabbit! Good Lord, what was I thinking. I've been doing this too long to even think about selling out. Who would buy my stuff anyways? Okay, I'm getting carried away. So I guess I'll just stay put...hoping that by 2011 ARBA Convention I'll have something worth while to show. After all...it only starts with one buck, and one doe.
I didn't get a whole lot into the whole ordeal mainly because I wasn't going..and God knows we ALL wanted to go. But after hearing the results, I am just in awe of these magnificent creatures and their owners. I can only begin imagine the breeder's response to hearing their rabbit called for a top placement.
To think it all started by walking out to the barn one night and deciding to put a buck with a doe and hoping for the best. These parents were carefully picked out in hopes to improve the herd and were greatly anticipated as to their arrival. Four weeks later, there's a nest full of plump, wriggly, helpless babies that you've created. You would watch these rabbits grow and pick your favorite as they mature. As the hype of Convention rolls around, you begin to chose your few select rabbits to join you on your mission in placing at *least* in the top 10..we can't get our hopes up too high now can we? These rabbits were put in their usual carriers with their usual crocks and bottles and off they went...by car or plane to their final destination. Everyone unloads the rabbits into their coop...all hoping to take the one spot...all hoping that their ONE rabbit sweeps the tables and goes down in history... While your rabbit sits patiently in its coop not knowing a darn about what's happening, you are in a frenzy over the weeks happenings. *Finally* your little one goes up to the table against some of the best rabbits out there. Rabbits that have been plastered over the internet and raved about at shows with their multiple legs and such. Anticipating the final judgment. You get a feeling in your gut as the judge slowly moves your rabbit to the first hole of the coop. Your heart is pounding...pulse rushing...stomach turning. Just to think...each and every other person standing next to you feels JUST the same way. Before you know it the agonizing pain is over and your rabbit...YOUR rabbit...takes that one spot. The only spot reserved in the nation for the best rabbit of that breed. The only single spot available for the *best* rabbit in the nation. That single number alone...sends chills down anyone's back. No one else can feel the way you do..no one else will know how you feel... or can imagine how you feel. In unison the crowd goes wild and you come back down to earth (which is now spinning again) and you are lifted by the words of praise by fellows friends to a high that is inexplicable. YOU did it. You actually did it. You walked out there that one night and put that one buck, with that one doe. And the rest, they say, is history.
*Sigh* I can only begin to imagine.
Back to reality...this makes me want to completely start over with my herd and go out there and buy the best I can buy and in 3 years walk right up to those tables and win. That's right. I, Laura Freeman of Locket Lops Rabbitry, want to WIN. Okay, I know, I'm sounding selfish, immature, and self absorbed. Let me ask you....do you want to win? Thought so. I've thought about dong it. Starting over that is. I mean..it'd only consist of me putting up for sale all the rabbits I worked hard to buy and raise and feed and what in the world am I thinking? I have jrs I want to keep, I have bucks I would never sell, and I just bought that rabbit! Good Lord, what was I thinking. I've been doing this too long to even think about selling out. Who would buy my stuff anyways? Okay, I'm getting carried away. So I guess I'll just stay put...hoping that by 2011 ARBA Convention I'll have something worth while to show. After all...it only starts with one buck, and one doe.
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