Seven Pounds, Age Unknown: My Shelter Mystery
Shelter boy, fresh neuter, seven pounds, age unknown. Shelter says one to two, vet says two from the teeth, the expert says still a baby turning. With those ears, I believe growing. This post opens the detective case file: the clues, the competing theories, and the monthly tracking that will settle it. Personal mystery log, not breed or age advice, the vet’s word rules here; my sheet just watches. Certified bunny of the bunny breed until proven otherwise. The sheet will solve the mystery by weight.
The clues: weight, teeth, ears
Clue one, weight: seven pounds at intake (kitchen scale, carrier tare, witnessed). Clue two, teeth: vet says two years from the teeth, dental wear patterns, professional reading, filed. Clue three, shelter says one to two (intake estimate, honest range). Clue four, the expert (breeder friend, 20 years): still a baby turning, growth plates, ear proportions, gangly phase. Clue five, those ears: enormous relative to head, still outgrowing monthly. Theories ranked: baby-giant (Flemish-type guess: may double by eighteen months, my money), young-adult (vet’s two, respected), ageless angel (poetic, unfiled). Big ears on a big boy still growing. Monthly photos decide the truth; my money is on baby.
Mystery tracker and methods
- Monthly weigh + photo, same angle, first Friday, same tile, carrier tare (method from my Friday weigh-in)
- Flemish-type guess: may double by eighteen months, tracked against the growth curve, verdict pending
- Teeth checked at every vet visit, professional readings only; my role is transport and treats
Still growing, probably, month-two weigh-in pending as the tiebreaker. If the scale climbs: baby-giant confirmed. If steady: vet’s two stands. Either way: certified bunny, beloved mystery, ears for days. Compare with my nine-year comparison habit (the long-view version of this file). Case open; scale ready; ears growing. Detective signing off till next weigh-in.
Growth watch: month one vs month two
Month-one weigh-in: seven pounds on the dot. Month-two weigh-in: seven pounds four ounces, climbing. Ears: visibly longer against the doorway mark (pencil line, monthly). Verdict forming: baby-giant theory leading. The Flemish-type guess says may double by eighteen months; at this rate the scale agrees politely. Appetite: enormous and unbothered (hay vanishes, greens vanish faster). Behavior: gangly, trips over own feet weekly (logged fondly), misjudges jumps (tunnel overshoot incident, unhurt, hilarious). Gangly is baby evidence, exhibit A through weekly. Teeth: vet-checked, wearing evenly, next check dated. Monthly photos side by side show the stretch: longer body, longer ears, same sweet face. Still growing, probably, probably hardening into certainly.
Large-rabbit preparations
If eighteen months brings double: hide entrances widened preemptively (one already snug, expanded), litter corner upsized (second tray staged), carrier upgraded to large (purchased, acclimating with hay inside). Lifting protocol: two hands, vet-approved hold, practiced (he’s calm, I’m careful). Food budgeting: hay consumption tracked (rising 10% monthly, the giant’s appetite curve). The expert’s baby verdict looks righter every weigh-in. Shelter mystery nearing solution: age one-ish, growing fast, giant probable. Certified bunny of the bunny breed, pending upgrade to certified unit of the giant persuasion. Ears for days, pounds accumulating, mystery dissolving monthly. Detective delighted.
Case update filed: month-three weigh-in due Friday, doorway ear-mark ready, giant theory leading 3-to-1. Shelter contacted with progress photos (delighted, shared with adopters as the feel-good file). Expert consulted again (still baby, with feeling). Vet next sees him at the neuter recheck (all clear expected). Mystery 80% solved in favor of baby-giant; remaining 20% is timeline (how fast, how big). Detective’s prediction, on record: ten pounds by month six, ears fully helicopter by spring. Stakes: my pride versus the vet’s two years (friendly wager, parsley). Ears growing, scale tipping, truth approaching.
Mystery interlude: the teeth say two, the shelter says one-to-two, the expert says baby, the ears say growing, the scale says climbing. Five witnesses, one truth approaching monthly. Detective’s method holding: weigh, photo, compare, wait. Flemish dreams versus vet charts, friendly contest, monthly readings. Seven pounds was the opening bid; the scale reveals the rest. Ears for days, verdict pending, anticipation delicious.
Detective’s notebook, latest page: weight climbing steadily, ears lengthening visibly, gangliness increasing weekly. Conclusion forming like a photograph in developer: baby. Giant, probably. Beloved, certainly. Case nearing close; scale delivers verdict monthly. Seven pounds was just the beginning.
File remains open till eighteen months (Flemish verdict day). Scale calibrated, camera charged, ears measured monthly. Mystery 90% solved; wonder 100% intact. Detective waits with treats and tape measure. Baby-giant incoming, probably.
Seven pounds and climbing; ears and wonder growing. Mystery nearly solved; delight fully delivered. Detective content; scale busy; baby thriving.
Scale says climbing; ears say growing; diary says baby.
Baby-giant theory leading; scale confirming monthly.
Next weigh-in lands on Sunday, scale calibrated and carrier tared, with the tape measure standing by for ears. Whatever number flashes up, the detective logs it proudly and the baby gets a victory lap around the rug.
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