Darly came upstairs from feeding the rabbits and told me that Trudy had gotten herself stuck in the towel. Oh my.
Darly said that she had tried to get the towel off, but couldn't.
I asked if she was struggling and Darly said that she was not...so that's a good thing.
So I ran downstairs and sure enough she was sitting there, pretty as you please, with a towel wrapped around her body.
She had chewed a hole in the towel that was big enough for her head and front paws, but that's all. So I reached in to where she was and she ducked her head from me, but didn't run off. I'm assuming that maybe she couldn't run off.
I picked her up and noted how blog worthy she was. She wasn't in any noticable distress, so I told Darly to go get the camera. We took her picture so you all can
Then I set her down so I could get a good look at the situation. Well she was stuck. There was no backing her out or pulling her through. So I had Darly run back upstairs for scissors. As I was trying to get the scissors between her and the towel without hurting Trudy she decided to wiggle. I tried to throw the towel over her head to calm her down but that wasn't working. So I picked her up and was able to get the scissors in where I needed them and I cut the towel. Then I set her back down to see if she was indeed free and she hopped away...under the work table.
Darly, ever the mother, was worried that I wouldn't catch her... but I wasn't concerned and sure enough Trudy decided that under the workbench was not where she wanted to be and let me take her back to Trina who was hiding in a box and promptly thumped at me when I came in.
I'm sure both rabbits are now eating and talking trash about me.
My new pretty purple corderoy shirt was covered in rabbit fur (no that wasn't the look I was going for today.) So I had to use the lint roller on it. That took two sheets of lint tape and I'm still not hare free.