Tuesday, 25 September 2012


Have you ever given your loved ones and pets new types of food in order to see their reactions? I did that on many occasions to my rabbits. Some of their reactions were quite hilarious. Just seeing their upright ears and wide-open eyes made me giggle.

Here's an excerpt of my When a Man Loves a Rabbit memoir in which I experimented with different vegetables.


When I fed Gideon new foods, he sometimes thought I was playing a trick on him. I gave him some weeds from the yard and he sniffed at them and didn’t know what to do. The same thing had happened with the carrot tops that I gave him after his operation.

I’d heard that some rabbits liked celery, so I handed Gideon a stick of it. He seemed puzzled at first. Once he took a bite though, he realized that it was a new kind of food.

Too late, I learned from the folks on PetBunny that rabbits shouldn’t be fed whole sticks all at once. The strings could catch in their teeth and cause them to choke.

Luckily, nothing bad happened to Gideon.

The next time, I cut up the celery into one-inch slices. Gideon didn’t mind. Greens were greens, as far as he was concerned. Fruit, on the other hand, was a different story.

I soon discovered that my little prince didn’t like banana. I had given him a small slice, but he turned his nose up at it. That surprised me because many list members claimed their bunnies loved banana so much that their butts occasionally twitched.


If you enjoyed this story, I'm sure you'll like the rest of my book on house rabbits. Please click on my books link at the top left of this page to discover more about this memoir as well as my Deliverance from Jericho book.


  1. Your lucky that he didn't like banana. Living with a 30 pound Flemish Giant with a nose that can smell banana from three rooms away is scary. My Lily will try to climb up me or knock me right down for banana.

  2. My husband bill is so finicky but so perceptive. If anything has olives or green peppers, he'll notice them in an instant, and he has been known to throw up foods he doesn't like. A few years ago, I made macaroni salad for my local writing group's annual picnic. I couldn't take Bill because the home of the woman hosting the event wasn't wheelchair accessible. When I made the salad, since Bill wasn't going to the picnic, I threw in a handful of olives and then gave Bill a spoonful to see what would happen. He didn't throw up the olives but said, "It's a good thing this salad is going to the picnic and not staying here." Unfortunately, there was a lot of salad left over, and I ended up eating most of it. It's a good thing I love olives.

    Abbie Johnson Taylor, Author of
    We Shall Overcome
    How to Build a Better Mousetrap:
    Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver


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