Loss & Grieving


4/18/07 UPDATE: Despite all of our best efforts and the best veterinary care, Flower passed away on Monday, April 16th with those who loved her and helped her throughout this journey. Her abscess surgery had gone rather well the week before. However, upon further testing, we believe she had cancer and her abscess was also a lot worse than we originally thought. This little rabbit had gone through so much in the short 2.5 months that I shared my home with her. She was by far the sweetest, most loving rabbit I’ve ever known in the last 10 years of having house rabbits. Even though life was not kind to her in the end, she clearly loved life and those around her. “The little Flower-child” will be sorely missed by all that knew her.
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3/20/07 UPDATE: Flower’s latest act is to climb, yes climb, the 30″ baby gate and “kerplop” on the other side. That’s how bad she wanted to be with me in the other room yesterday morning. I kept hearing this little scratching and then “kerplop!”. There she was, in the hall running to me as I came in. I put her back in the room and hid behind the wall, only to watch her do it again! She’ll go down the stairs, but will only go on the big stairs. Once she hits the small steps, forget it…back up she comes. She’s quite the character, this little girl.

3/3/07 UPDATE: So Flower is becoming more and more comfy at my home. Meaning someone had better adopt her quick! If you’re looking for a bun that has puppy-like qualities, she’s your girl. She follows me EVERYWHERE. I’m in the bathroom, she’s there. I’m brushing my teeth, she’s there between my legs looking up at me. She knows the sound of the “bunny cabinet” opening too. I shake the container of cranberries and the black and white streak of lighting comes to my feet, begging for her morning or nightly treat. Tonight I was lying on the floor with her, she climbs on my stomach, lays into the crook of my arm and starts grooming me (bunny kisses). She LOVES to be all over you, involved in everything you’re doing. I think she could be bonded to another bun, but I also think she’d be a perfect single bun or even a first-time bunny owner bun. Yup! A Flower truly is the Sweetest Thing!
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2/11/07 UPDATE: Flower has recovered beautifully from her spay and her newest thing is to give bunny kisses. She loves to snuggle right into your arm or rest her head on your leg, while being pet. Her eyes gently close and it’s quite clear she’s in bunny heaven.
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And that’s exactly what this little bun named “Flower” is…a sweet little thing. Flower was picked up as a stray in Salem, MA and HRN was called. Apparently she was skin and bones and the vet clinic that she was turned into almost euthanized her due to her poor condition. Thankfully they didn’t and nursed her back to health.
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I picked her up last Tuesday and from then on, she stole my heart and that of my family’s as well. Flower is a 5 lb., black and white mini rex. The vet estimates her to be about 3 years old. She could definitely stand to gain a little more weight, which we are working on now. She had no problem settling in and making my home hers. She had a small problem with her tooth that was taken care of and was put on antibiotics. She willingly takes her meds every morning and night. In fact, as soon as she sees me coming she runs right over and basically drinks the meds from the syringe.
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When she first got here, for the first few days, she would want to snuggle and be held. Now that she’s been here for over a week, she’s still okay to be held, but she’d rather lay beside me or sit on my lap. She’s so curious as to everything that is going on around her. As soon as someone new walks in the room…she’s there! Begging for pets and lovins’ and running circles around their feet. I was sitting on the floor last night and she crawls into my lap, puts her paws on my chest and starts sniffing my face all over. She has no problem on the hardwood floors either. In fact she runs from the tile to the hardwood to the rug, without a care. Her head shakes and binkies are the best! Her litter box habits are impeccable (better than my own bun) and I would have no doubt she could quite possibly be a free range bun.
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I don’t know what her past was like or why someone would just let this bunny go, to fend for herself in the wild, but apparently her past is already forgotten. Flower is just about the sweetest, most personable bunny I’ve ever met. She loves everyone and so far everyone that has met her, loves her as well!

Flower was just spayed and will be available for adoption in the upcoming weeks. This little girl will make some one or some family very lucky!

~Shannon: HRN Volunteer/Member

Matt and I were finally able to bury our sweet bunny, Fuzzface, today at Hillside Acres in Methuen. (Don’t get me started on why its taken 5 months to bury her. It makes me angry when I think about it.)

I still think about Fuzz on a regular basis. For the most part these days, the memories are nostalgic and a little bittersweet, but mostly happy. I’d been able to get some distance from my grief over the past few months. Today was really hard though, I don’t feel like I’ve lost her all over again, but I do feel freshly the sense of emptiness from her absence.

We buried Fuzz with a collection of Beanbag’s fur from his spring shedding, some fresh basil and mint from our garden, some dried blueberries, cranberries, and apple. I thought it might make her happy to be surrounded by some of her favorite things now that she finally has a place to rest. I got the chance to talk to her, I stroked her cheek and her ears one last time and told her about how Beanbag is doing alright now that he has other bunnies for company again, I told her about volunteering for the House Rabbit Network and how I would never have found my way here if it hadn’t been for her. I said the traditional mourner’s kaddish for her in Hebrew. Matt commended her spirit to God and told her that we’d be looking for her when our time comes. We both watched as they put Fuzz’s box in the ground. We each placed a shovel of dirt into the hole and stood by as the hole was filled and the grass was replaced on the surface. They put a temporary marker in the ground and gave us a set of keys to the gate so we can come visit any time we like. I’ve found a place where I can get a memorial stone made for her with a photograph of her etched into its surface. We’ll come back to visit, place the memorial stone, and plant a couple basil plants for her in a month or so.

I miss my curious little grey bunny. There’s just no way to fill the place where she fit into my heart.