My totally awesome rabbit.
Tuesday, September 07, 2010|1:01 PM
It has been 6 days since he died.
I'd be lying if I said that it was easy for me when he left. Nothing is easy, & this is no exception. To say goodbye to my best friend who had been with me for 6 years is not easy, & worse being that he knows EVERYTHING about me. Like seriously everything! I dont usually share like EVERY SINGLE DETAIL about my life to people, but he knows.
When I'm upset, he knows. When I'm ecstatic, he knows. & the same goes the other way around. When he's sick, I'm sick too. He is my special friend, who will never abandon me. We share a kind of telepathy that people who dont keep pets will never know.
The kind of telepathy whereby I know he's in danger, or I know how he feels. It is difficult to describe the understanding that we have, that others dont. He allows me to feed him medicine, whereas its harder for others to do so. He drowns it more willingly when I feed him.
You may think I'm being delusional but I'm not. By far I'm the only one that can feed him medicine alone, meaning that I have to hold him & feed him medication at the same time. Yup.
When I come home from school, he greets me. Sometimes he's lazy & just lie there, but you can feel his eyes following you, wanting you to stroke him. I know he loves to be stroked at the back of his neck, where the golden fur is. He loves yoghurt, & he hates the green ones in his multicolour food.
He is as picky as me, he doesnt eat pellets or vegetables. He is as strong as me & his scratch is deadly, like me, when I hit people, it causes excruciating pain, or so I've heard. Hah, I'm kind of exaggerating, but you get my point.
I loved him more than I've ever loved anyone. This type of love can only be cultivated through the cleaning of cage, enduring the stench of his shit, & bathing him. Its like a mother's love. A mother often shares some kind of telepathy with her child, yes? She'll know when her child is safe, or in danger.
He also trusts me. He trusts that I would never drop him onto the floor, & trusts that I will not abuse him. Although I dont feed him everyday, when he wants food, he will still drop hints to me, & not to my mum, who feeds him everyday. He would first smell my hand, then point his nose to his food bowl, & repeat this action.
He always allows all of us to stroke him, & he would slowly sink to the floor as we stroke him, becoming more & more relaxed.
Recently he refused to eat, resulting in gut stasis & thus leading to death. We brought him to the vet several times, but he still refused to eat. On Wednesday, I gave him a bath which he didnt like, he kept trying to escape. Something was wrong, cause he usually liked taking baths.
We made the decision of sending him to the animal hospital. While we were waiting outside, me & my rabbit, we both knew that something was going to happen. I cried, & prayed for him to get well. I didnt want him to die, for selfish reasons. I wanted him to continue being there for me, see I told you it was selfish. When I went home, I immediately dug out the polaroid of him, & placed it in my wallet.
We left him there, & I was told that at night, he kept sniffing his food, but he didnt take a bite. My guess was that he was trying to smell for us, hoping that somewhere we would remember him. He thought he was being abandoned. Until Thursday morning.
I rushed there after my exam on Thursday, reaching the animal hospital at 10am. I was the only person there, excluding the staff. As it was a confined space, I'm sure that my rabbit can hear me. I passed his medication to the staff & was told to take a seat.
While I was seated, my rabbit was having fits. He heard my voice, I am certain of it. He was already on the verge of dying, but he held on because he wanted to see whether we still cared. Once he heard my voice, he was clear that we still cared for him, & thus he left in peace. I was allowed to enter, & I saw his lifeless body, with the eyes that used to have so much expression, but was now blank.
I was in a state of shock. How could he just leave us like that? What now? My mind was filled to the brim with questions. In the end it was decided that we send him for cremation, just like the other rabbit. Tears rolled down my face unconsciously as I waited outside the animal hospital to make payment.
As I travelled back to northpoint, I was trying to hold in my tears. As I reached the northpoint toilet, I stayed in there for around one hour, crying my heart out as I lament the death of a loved one. In that toilet, I went through the 4/5 stages of grief,
Cont after 6 days...
Yup. I'm getting used to the fact that I'll never see him ever again. I'm alr planning for a new pet at the end of the year. At least, I have my hamsters that are damn cute to accompany me through this tough time.
Sometimes, people hide their hurt & fear so that others wont worry! (:
Yup, goodbye, best friend. You've been my most awesome friend! I'll never ever forget you..
I love you! :D
FeliciaYap.
I'd be lying if I said that it was easy for me when he left. Nothing is easy, & this is no exception. To say goodbye to my best friend who had been with me for 6 years is not easy, & worse being that he knows EVERYTHING about me. Like seriously everything! I dont usually share like EVERY SINGLE DETAIL about my life to people, but he knows.
When I'm upset, he knows. When I'm ecstatic, he knows. & the same goes the other way around. When he's sick, I'm sick too. He is my special friend, who will never abandon me. We share a kind of telepathy that people who dont keep pets will never know.
The kind of telepathy whereby I know he's in danger, or I know how he feels. It is difficult to describe the understanding that we have, that others dont. He allows me to feed him medicine, whereas its harder for others to do so. He drowns it more willingly when I feed him.
You may think I'm being delusional but I'm not. By far I'm the only one that can feed him medicine alone, meaning that I have to hold him & feed him medication at the same time. Yup.
When I come home from school, he greets me. Sometimes he's lazy & just lie there, but you can feel his eyes following you, wanting you to stroke him. I know he loves to be stroked at the back of his neck, where the golden fur is. He loves yoghurt, & he hates the green ones in his multicolour food.
He is as picky as me, he doesnt eat pellets or vegetables. He is as strong as me & his scratch is deadly, like me, when I hit people, it causes excruciating pain, or so I've heard. Hah, I'm kind of exaggerating, but you get my point.
I loved him more than I've ever loved anyone. This type of love can only be cultivated through the cleaning of cage, enduring the stench of his shit, & bathing him. Its like a mother's love. A mother often shares some kind of telepathy with her child, yes? She'll know when her child is safe, or in danger.
He also trusts me. He trusts that I would never drop him onto the floor, & trusts that I will not abuse him. Although I dont feed him everyday, when he wants food, he will still drop hints to me, & not to my mum, who feeds him everyday. He would first smell my hand, then point his nose to his food bowl, & repeat this action.
He always allows all of us to stroke him, & he would slowly sink to the floor as we stroke him, becoming more & more relaxed.
Recently he refused to eat, resulting in gut stasis & thus leading to death. We brought him to the vet several times, but he still refused to eat. On Wednesday, I gave him a bath which he didnt like, he kept trying to escape. Something was wrong, cause he usually liked taking baths.
We made the decision of sending him to the animal hospital. While we were waiting outside, me & my rabbit, we both knew that something was going to happen. I cried, & prayed for him to get well. I didnt want him to die, for selfish reasons. I wanted him to continue being there for me, see I told you it was selfish. When I went home, I immediately dug out the polaroid of him, & placed it in my wallet.
We left him there, & I was told that at night, he kept sniffing his food, but he didnt take a bite. My guess was that he was trying to smell for us, hoping that somewhere we would remember him. He thought he was being abandoned. Until Thursday morning.
I rushed there after my exam on Thursday, reaching the animal hospital at 10am. I was the only person there, excluding the staff. As it was a confined space, I'm sure that my rabbit can hear me. I passed his medication to the staff & was told to take a seat.
While I was seated, my rabbit was having fits. He heard my voice, I am certain of it. He was already on the verge of dying, but he held on because he wanted to see whether we still cared. Once he heard my voice, he was clear that we still cared for him, & thus he left in peace. I was allowed to enter, & I saw his lifeless body, with the eyes that used to have so much expression, but was now blank.
I was in a state of shock. How could he just leave us like that? What now? My mind was filled to the brim with questions. In the end it was decided that we send him for cremation, just like the other rabbit. Tears rolled down my face unconsciously as I waited outside the animal hospital to make payment.
As I travelled back to northpoint, I was trying to hold in my tears. As I reached the northpoint toilet, I stayed in there for around one hour, crying my heart out as I lament the death of a loved one. In that toilet, I went through the 4/5 stages of grief,
Cont after 6 days...
Yup. I'm getting used to the fact that I'll never see him ever again. I'm alr planning for a new pet at the end of the year. At least, I have my hamsters that are damn cute to accompany me through this tough time.
Sometimes, people hide their hurt & fear so that others wont worry! (:
Yup, goodbye, best friend. You've been my most awesome friend! I'll never ever forget you..
I love you! :D
FeliciaYap.
