September 2, 2010

Two events, neither of which are related in any way in terms of magnitude and scope, nevertheless illustrate just how precious life is and the importance of appreciating each day for what it is and living it to the fullest.

Our rabbit Ginger had started getting really picky about her food over the past week, and yesterday morning started acting goofy when food was put in front of her. We were a little concerned about this, because she was always on a “see food diet” – whenever she saw food she ate it, and with great vigor and passion. We took her to the vet, and after a barrage of tests she was diagnosed with sepsis, a bacterial infection that, once it gets in the bloodstream of rabbits, is usually fatal. It’s not uncommon, but it is unusual in that its origin is difficult to identify. At any rate, sometime during last night she passed away.

Later yesterday morning I got a call from one of my co-workers to say she couldn’t make the conference call we were just getting ready to attend because earlier in the morning her neighbor came running over to tell her that her husband, who was only 56, had suddenly stopped breathing. Because my co-worker had a nursing background she ran over and attempted to give him CPR, to no avil. He passed away before he reached the hospital.

We got Ginger as part of a pair of rabbits originally named Louise and Clark from a local rabbit rescue a year ago June. We thought they were dumb names, so Louise was renamed Ginger because of the rich ginger-colored fur around her eyes and between her ears. She always had one ear up and one ear down, and unlike our other rabbits, her fur had a coarse consistency about it that’s unique to her breed, which was (from what we hear) a cross between lop and Dutch.

ginger

She was a funny rabbit. I wouldn’t call her affectionate, but she was very attentive and fun to watch, especially when there was food around. She was a big girl with big hind feet who tolerated being petted, but didn’t really get into it like most of our other rabbits do. Rather, she sort of kept to herself and enjoyed tearing Yellow Pages books apart and rearranging the shreddings into a bunny bed where she’d veg out in her cage area during the day.

Although we only had her for a little over 14 months, she was nevertheless a part of the family. This is the fourth straight year we’ve lost one of our rabbits, and I guess when you have as many as we’ve had, it’s to be expected, but you never get used to it. Me, I’m getting tired of losing rabbits – it’s hard on the emotions. The problem now is what to do about poor Geronimo, who is used to having a partner and is now feeling a little disoriented and a bit lonely. He and Ginger weren’t exactly a bonded pair – I think they were put together by necessity at the rescue and learned over time to tolerate each other. Still, losing your constant companion has to be tough, so we’re gonna have to think carefully about where we go with this. We’ll find him someone to hang with.

Rest in peace, Ginger. You now belong to the ages, and we will miss you.

Pool temp: 86 degrees

Filed in: Uncategorized by The Great White Shank at 00:23 | Comment (1)
1 Comment »
  1. Sending you both hugs and love and knowing what a loving home you gave Ginger Bunny. Should either of the three of us be reincarnated, we can only hope to be pets in “Our” homes. Jeeze…our cats and rabbits have one amazing life in our homes.My Willy is pushing 19 and Dad’s Buddy is pushing 15 and Mom’s Nellie is pushing 16…It’s a feline geriatric ward, a mom geriatric ward around my house. And then there is Lily who just turned 1 and is the terror of the entire place…it’s like letting a 3 yr old child loose in the retirement home. She pounces, attacks, smacks, chases and runs over anyone who has the misfortune of being in her path. Andrew is the self-appointed “manny” to Lily…his job is make sure she is clean and stink free and see what is wrong at the tiniest meow uttered by her royal PITA (pain in the ass).
    Sad to lose a fur friend but so much joy and love that they bring us.

    Comment by Jana — September 2, 2010 @ 4:52 am


RSS feed for comments on this post. TrackBack URI

Leave a comment


goodboys.jpg


Search The Site



Recent Items

Categories

Archives
December 2017
November 2017
October 2017
September 2017
August 2017
July 2017
June 2017
May 2017
April 2017
March 2017
February 2017
January 2017
December 2016
November 2016
October 2016
September 2016
August 2016
July 2016
June 2016
May 2016
April 2016
March 2016
February 2016
January 2016
December 2015
November 2015
October 2015
September 2015
August 2015
July 2015
June 2015
May 2015
April 2015
March 2015
February 2015
January 2015
December 2014
November 2014
October 2014
September 2014
August 2014
July 2014
June 2014
May 2014
April 2014
March 2014
February 2014
January 2014
December 2013
November 2013
October 2013
September 2013
August 2013
July 2013
June 2013
May 2013
April 2013
March 2013
February 2013
January 2013
December 2012
November 2012
October 2012
September 2012
August 2012
July 2012
June 2012
May 2012
April 2012
March 2012
February 2012
January 2012
December 2011
November 2011
October 2011
September 2011
August 2011
July 2011
June 2011
May 2011
April 2011
March 2011
February 2011
January 2011
December 2010
November 2010
October 2010
September 2010
August 2010
July 2010
June 2010
May 2010
April 2010
March 2010
February 2010
January 2010
December 2009
November 2009
October 2009
September 2009
August 2009
July 2009
June 2009
May 2009
April 2009
March 2009
February 2009
January 2009
December 2008
November 2008
October 2008
September 2008
August 2008
July 2008
June 2008
May 2008
April 2008
March 2008
February 2008
January 2008
December 2007
November 2007
October 2007
September 2007
August 2007
July 2007
June 2007
May 2007
April 2007
March 2007
February 2007
January 2007
December 2006
November 2006
October 2006
September 2006
August 2006
July 2006
June 2006
May 2006
April 2006
March 2006
February 2006
January 2006


Blogroll

Syndication

4 Goodboys Only

Site Info