Before blindness, when Tofu was offered a grape or a piece of carrot, he took it firmly between his bunny teeth and ran away with it to somewhere he deemed “safe”. His instinct tells him the treat is too much of a good thing and he doesn’t trust us enough to eat his treat near us.
Now that he cannot see, this impulse is a bit messed up. He recognises the treat, lunges for it, misses, takes off, realises he hasn’t got the treat, frantically returns for the treat, while still ready to flee. If he could just calm down and look for the carrot methodically, he’d find it. It’s a concerning how hysterical he gets over a piece of carrot.
When there is just the three of us home, it is familiar. The sounds of the the house are regular and objects are where they should be, Tofu gets around fine. When there are lots of people in the house, random feet and bags in unusual places, Tofu gets disorientated. He can’t judge distances and tends to run into things. Once a social bunny who didn’t react to loud noises, loved parties and investigating new people; since blindness, parties and loud noises confuse him.
Most mornings, he wants to go outside. It’s part of his precious routine. One morning, when he noticed I was awake, he made his way to the back door. I let him out and then watched him from our deck. He started down the stairs and then waited. Then he came back to me for reassurance and a pat. This makes me wonder if maybe he can see me. Maybe it’s easier to see me when we’re outside and the world is bright and I’m wearing all black. When he eventually he returned to the stairs and had no trouble navigating them.
Tofu enjoys spending the same amount of time in the backyard each day. He still comes inside and goes outside on his own. He navigates doorways and stairs several times a day and continues to roam around as he pleases in our backyard and inside the house.
Check out previous Tofu Tuesday posts here.