Trip to the vet.

Yesterday afternoon I was hugging Ruby and...uh oh...there's something in her fur! Ewwwwww! Yep, she has mites. I have no idea how, since the vet says the only way they can catch it is from another rabbit, and I know for absolute certain the only other rabbit she's been around in the past year is Peter. I think he has it too, but then how did he get it, he hasn't been around any other rabbits either? Total mystery.
Well, off to the vet. We brought Belle with us too, since she's still been coughing a bit. All 3 of them haaaattte the car, and their carriers. And since I don't have 6 hands, carrying everyone to and from the car is quite a challenge!
We finally got in there, and I swear there were more children in the waiting room than animals. And I mean, noisy, crazy, kids. The kind that just won't sit quietly. Nope. They climb all over you, touch your pets, and ask more questions than a person in a job interview. "Does their pee smell?" "What about their poo?" "Are they boys or girls?" "Do you know what gym boots are?" Of course they're too young to take a hint when you don't respond. In a way I guess it's cute, they meant well, but when you're tired and stressed it's like....stop invading my personal space, random child- go away, I don't know you!!
So after waiting for over an hour, getting mite treatment (which I had to do at home), 2 vaccinations, some antibiotics for Belle (plus a bite from her, for the vet!) and the diagnosis that she just has a weak immune system and was probably the "runt" of her family, that cost over $200 and we can go home. Ahh. Stress. But I wouldn't trade them for the world. I love my babies.