Mr. Rabbit Robinson

My rabbit died. Such a small little thing, not really important, and of absolutely no consequence… except that I loved him. He passed away two weeks ago on a Thursday, and he left a little, painful, rabbit sized hole in our family.100_2550He had a lot of names; Butterscotch, Detective Bunny Hopper, Bunny-Bunny, and Ribbit-Rabbit. Mostly though, he was known to the world as Mr. Rabbit Robinson. Greg plucked him from a box with the word “FREE” written on it, when he was only a tiny bunny, and I don’t think anyone knew it would be the start of a beautiful, 11 year relationship. Mr. Rabbit Robinson, for a time, appeared immortal. IMG_2219It might seem strange that a rabbit could be so important, but you have to understand – this guy had personality. As a little bunny he had full run of the house, and had a favorite toy – a small, floral tea towel. He would hop from room to room dragging that little blankey, he laid on the couch with us, he even had full run of the backyard and loved laying in the grass. He was just one of us.

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Even though he was so old, his passing was unexpected. He went from a raring, spry rabbit to a lethargic, barely moving, rabbit overnight. As I said in my facebook post, even an emergency trip to the vet couldn’t cure our little guy of old age though, and he took his leave of this world. The same vet who doctored him all his life, was the one at the end who told us he was already 3 years past the average life expectancy. Rabbit’s heart was irregular, and something was wrong with his insides. It was time to let him go. Greg met us at the vet and so the 3 of us said our goodbyes; Holding Mr. Rabbit, wrapped in a towel, scratching his floppy ears and telling him we loved him. And then he was gone. We brought him home and dug his grave out in the garden, buried him with flowers and marked his grave with a large stone.IMG_3022We have had pets as long as we’ve been married, and now those pets are getting old. We have a cat that is also 11, and on regular pain meds for arthritis; One of these days we will have to let her go as well. It’s incredibly sad for me to see this phase of our life coming to an end, but a comfort all the same to be with this man that I love, and look forward to all of life’s phases that lay ahead.

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