From Butcher to Brooklyn:
Lance's New Life

by Iris Farrand

EDITOR'S NOTE: Iris Farrand adopted Lance, who was rescued from a Manhattan meat market, from RRR/HRS in May 1999.

Wake up time for my sons used to be difficult before we adopted Lance, a wonderful, big albino boy. Now Lance does my work for me. He jumps up on each bed, digs at the comforter until it is off, nudges the sleeper, then plops down next to him for some nose rubs and back scratches. What a wonderful way to wake up!

Lance gets along beautifully with my other fur and feather babies. Before Lance figured out how to open doors that were closed, my male cat would act as his partner in crime. He would open doors that were closed and would also knock food off the table, to the floor, for him to catch. Lance has now figured out that if he jumps up on the chair he can then get onto the table all by himself. They still do the bunny 500 together and my cat has learned how to "binky."

My female cat, although she is spayed, will occasionally succumb to Lance’s charms and hump him, and he graciously lets her. Many times you will find both cats hanging out with Lance in his cage. He also gives my cockateil piggyback rides.

Like many bunnies, Lance is not a kisser. He will occasionally lick my clothes, but not me. Even when he is eating food from my mouth he just gently takes it but gives no kisses in return. So what is a desperate bunny-mom to do? What else?! One day, I mashed up a banana and rubbed it into my face. It worked! I got kisses (even though they were extorted).

Perhaps the most wonderful thing about Lance is the joy he takes in social interaction. When my husband Marc passed away, we observed Shiva (the official, weeklong Jewish mourning period) at my home. Lance helped us deal with our grief, and made an unbearable time so much easier.

Remarkably, Lance acted as a host, greeting those who came to console us. He took turns sitting next to each visitor on the couch, and was also of great comfort to my three sons and me.

Thanks to Lance, the sadness and solemnity of the time was often relieved with laughter. His sense of smell, as always, was beyond compare, which he demonstrated over and over again. When those paying condolences brought cakes or candy, Lance's radar went to work. He knew his mission: seek and devour. Mourners watched me struggle with Lance as I tried to reclaim the box of candy he had grabbed out of someone's hand and was busily working on opening. Everyone was so amazed that a bunny could be as sociable as Lance, and perhaps some who met him will one day open their hearts and homes to a shelter bunny because of him.

So many people comment that I have a big heart to adopt all my fur and feather babies. It is actually the other way around. They give me far more than I can ever give them. As white as the contrast of Lance is against the night sky, so too is his love on my darkest days.

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