I have owned or handled every “scary” animal I can think of. Toxic moniter lizards, tarantulas, huge snakes, scorpions… Even cleaned a tank full of pirhannas with my bare hands. My neighbor’s dogs is a MASSIVE pitbull mix and the first time we met he was loose and charged me barking like a crazy beast. 100lbs of muscle and power with teeth an inch long coming straight towards me and I stared him down like an alpha. Next thing I knew he was a shy meek sweetheart, turned out he’d slipped his tie-out and ran off. He was an abused rescue, striking first out of sheer terror and not being able to back it up. Not once was I scared. Nervous, yes. But not back-away-don’t-touch scared.
These rabbits on the other hand have been kicking my ass. The babies do not like when I do things like weigh them or put them back in their cages. They kick and claw like nobody’s business. As a result I have a huge number of scratches littering my arms, hands but mostly my wrists. It happens to be that my wrists are a convenient target for their hind feet as I lift them, regardless of how I do so. I now have a large number of VERY deep scratches on my wrists. People stare at them. They ask if I’m alright. I have to assure them; No really, I’m NOT suicidal or severely depressed… I just own rabbits. Most people are skeptical.
They just don’t know any better. I have started making Greg do it. He’s better at it than I am.
Maybe I will get some leather armguards.