They are simply adorable. When I talk to them they all lift their heads to listen, becoming as still as mice. Their coats at this age are dark and velvety and I love to stroke their heads.
There are only three remaining. One got stranded out of the nest box a few days ago and didn't make it through the cold night. I am heartsick over this, as I seldom see this happen once they are 8 days old. But, as my husband says: given enough time, everything will happen.
And so it goes.
Nest box liners are a convenience for the breeder, and I am starting to think I will abandon their use. I use drop nest wire cages, and the does simply make a nest in the massive amounts of hay and do well IF I leave them to it. It is almost impossible to get a FAST look at ALL the babies without bringing the nest out of the cage, though, and this is the reason for using the liners. But, Grindle hated hers' and I think our tug-of-war over it caused one of the bunnies to get lost in the unorganized nest that resulted in their first week. And, now this with Gretchen's litter. It feels like someone is trying to tell me something.
I will listen.