Post by Deleted on May 22, 2013 8:36:41 GMT -5
I'll start from the beginning.
I adopted a bunny on December 21, 2012. Yes. Zombie apocolypse day. He was an early Christmas present of sorts. I had been researching rabbit care for quite a while and finally I deemed myself ready to take one home. I fell in love with a brown helicopter eared young man and after only a short time took him home. We lived in harmony like that. I was on Christmas break still, as Christmas had yet to come and he was slowly growing more used to my presence. I remember his first binky.
Anyway, Christmas came and he got a crinkle tunnel and that big ol' Cotton Tail Cottage he had been asking for. I set him up in a nice back room for play time, but as he had only been with us a few days he was wary of my presence. I wanted him to feel comfertable so I made sure he had plenty of hay and water and I left him to play for a while. After about twenty minutes my little brother came in. Bless his heart he was six. He told me that our dog had gotten to Dobby.
Mind you, our dog is not an aggresssive one. She's a sweet old lady with hip dysplasia that she has struggled with since she was three. She an anatolian shepard mix so she's a good 70 pounds.
I rushed into the bathroom where Dobby was screaming. It sound like a squeaky toy. If you've never heard a rabbit scream, consider yourself lucky. They don't scream. They're quiet by nature, but he was screaming. There weren't any emergency vets open on Christmas but we finally gound a place where they would prep him for surgery before shipping him off to an emergency vet once they opened in the morning-a stable resting place of sorts. He slipped away on his pain killers that night.
Needless to say I'm nervous around squeaky toys now.
Feels good to get this off my chest.
I love Dobby with all my heart and my life will never be the same. His innocent curiosity and timid nature brightened up my life and he was loved for the short time he was with us. It's been almost five months since his death and he still weighs heavy in my heart.
Rest in peice my dear. We'll meet again on the Rainbow Bridge<3
Poor wee young thing. RIP little one, and may you enjoy many binkies at the bridge.
