Monday, May 2, 2011

A Sad Bunny Story

I havent had the greatest of days.:-( It all started last night when I took the bunny down to the soccer field and I was laying on the grass and he was grazing on the grass. Well these cute little children came over and I started playing with them and they were petting the bunny. Was alot of fun until one of the girls accidently stepped on the bunny. He made a shreek and hid under me for protection. I felt so bad for this girl because she knew she hurt the bunny and she felt sad about it. I tried to show her that he was alright. I picked him up and let her pet him again and he jumped out of my hands. He has never done this until now and luckily it wasnt a long drop...just like a foot. The little girl was happy that he was okay and I decided that it was time to go back home.

Well on the way home he jumped again from my hands and luckily I was able to catch him before he hit the concrete ground. He has never jumped from my hands since I have had him. I know that I have only had him 6 days, but I hold him alot! Now he is jumping out of my hands. When I got home I had Lee hold him and he kept on jumping out. So I spent a half hour holding him and giving him treats "food" when he wouldnt jump he got better and then I went to bed.

Well the next day I was holding him on my bed and then started cross stitching and I figured he might want something to snack on while I was working on my cross stitch. So I picked him up and took him to the refrigerator to let him pick what he wanted to eat. He picked some celery and we were headed back to my comfy bed and he jumped! I tried so hard to catch him but I wasnt fast enough :-( He hit the tile floor with a smack and instantly he started to cry. I dont know if you have ever heard a rabbit cry but it is the most horrible thing! I hit my knees hovering over my wounded friend. I didnt know what to do. So I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around him and held him close. He was still crying and making these awful noises :-( I didnt make it to my own bed before I fell to the ground crying and holding my bunny ;-( I sat there holding him both of us crying. It was horrible. :-( I opened the towel to see if there was anything do but he was on his back stiff as a board. I had no idea what to do so I kept holding him and after like 15 mins of sitting there he finally stopped. So I put him the most quiet room in our apartment with a pillow, water and food. To distract myself from what just happened I started to clean. I dont know why, I just did and it helped for a little while until Lee got home.

Lee got home and was like is there anything I can do to help? I said, "no I need to clean." So he grabbed a broom and started to help and I sort of snapped at him and said, "No. Lee let me do it!" Then I lost it and I broke into tears and tried to explain the story of what happened. Lee went to the quiet bunny room and came out happy. He said said he is still breathing and sniffing he will be okay. I was thinking no, he wont. Did you hear the noise he was making! He is seriously hurt. I have been watching him and he is doing better than what he was but he still very hurt.

When I hold him and pet his head it just rolls to the back like he doesn't have control of it. He can't control his right foot. It is still stiff as a board. I think he blind now! :-( I feel so horrible. If only I would caught him like I did the night before! He wouldnt be in the state he is now! Since the incident he hasnt eaten anything and I'm afraid the the the whole stiffness thing is a tendon issue which isn't allowing him to open his mouth :-( So I have a bunny, who can barely walk, blind and cant eat because of me! If he doesn't eat by morning I know that he will suffer and have a slow death. I can't live with knowing that he had a slow painful death. So I will have to put him out of the misery that I caused!
So sorry if my emotions were a little much! But I feel horrible. I feel like it is all my fault. Helping my little friend is going to be very hard.
Sadly,
Jordan

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