petticoat74
Alpha Buck
I am writing this on here, as I think/hope that you will understand how I am feeling, being rabbit lovers too... It is a rather long post, so you may need to sit down
Back in the end of July 2011, I went to my local rescue and adopted Logan, my Agouti and also Reginald T Piggy, my guinea pig, whilst there I saw the most adorable REW Lionhead Lop... he had come in with his brother and they had come in yellow and stunk of each others wee, they were cleaned up and castrated, but whereas his brother had gone off to a new home this one remained, in rescue. I couldn't stop thinking about him and soon I reserved him. I named him Amos.
A few things happened, so I couldn't take him straight away, we were moving house, I had work problems and health problems, but they were fine about the delay and we decided as we were moving to get him bonded straight off so he could make the move with a wife and we went off to another branch of the rescue and found a darling Harlequin doe, who had been abandoned and called Hattie. It was love at first sight and they went off to be bonded properly.
Then my baby bunnies Marble and Minstrel, who had been found abandoned in my garden, both went into stasis and depsite lots of treatment etc, they were put to sleep, I was heartbroken, but I knew I had my own bunnies and also Amos and Hattie were due home as well.
The minute they came home, they fitted like a glove, Amos being so much like my first bun Raffles, he would throw tubes at me, pull his litter tray apart, toss food, so full of character he was. Hattie was a poppet, a little more shy than Amos, but she jumped up beside me on the third day and licked my hand I told her I would never part with her and that her previous owners were horrible - she had been found on a beach.
Then two weeks later on Monday morning (we were due to move on the thursday) I saw Amos had lesions under his mane, thinking it was mange I phoned the vets to make an appointment for tuesday morning, so we could get treatment before leaving Essex. Then Hattie's nose began to swell and I phoned the rescue to see what they thought, they told me to bring them back that night, so they could assess them.
As soon as they saw them, the carrier was practically snatched from my hand, they had myxi!:shock: They were a danger to my own rabbits and had to be quarantined, which I had been doing at home anyway, thankfully.
The woman knew I was leaving the county on thursday and I was sobbing my heart out, the thought of having to part with my precious duo, after having to wait so long to have them in the first place. I barely slept that night and in the morning I emailed to ask her if I could take them seperately and have their drugs, could I collect them on thursday before I left? I just didn't want to be without them. I was told it was best they remained where they were.... but we could arrange some sort of rabbit run when they were better, which lifted my spirits a little.
That was back in late October 2011. I have kept in touch, have been told told a few people would bring them up to me, but they never have. I tried to put them out of my mind, as it seemed that they had gone for good. But, after losing my darling girls Issi and Pixie, I kept thinking about them and wondered if they were still in rescue and if so, I must get them home and I will go and get them if needs be, even though I don't drive.
They are in foster, I was told, which made me feel so happy as I thought I would get them home at long long last. Someone the woman knew was going on holiday soon and could bring them up to me!! I said I would pay expenses etc...
Last night I was told the fosterer has fallen in love with them and doesn't want to let them go.... that I am out of order for wanting them back.
But I never wanted to let them go in the first place, they were taken from me without chance of a goodbye and now I will never see them again... Yes maybe I should have arranged a courier etc myself, but with other animals to feed, a new house to sort out etc it wasn't easy and besides every email said that someone she knew would help out with transport.
There are lots of other rabbits and in time I will find another duo, but not like my Amos and Hattie, it seems the promise I made to Hattie is well and truly broken... I know I have only myself to blame too.
Back in the end of July 2011, I went to my local rescue and adopted Logan, my Agouti and also Reginald T Piggy, my guinea pig, whilst there I saw the most adorable REW Lionhead Lop... he had come in with his brother and they had come in yellow and stunk of each others wee, they were cleaned up and castrated, but whereas his brother had gone off to a new home this one remained, in rescue. I couldn't stop thinking about him and soon I reserved him. I named him Amos.
A few things happened, so I couldn't take him straight away, we were moving house, I had work problems and health problems, but they were fine about the delay and we decided as we were moving to get him bonded straight off so he could make the move with a wife and we went off to another branch of the rescue and found a darling Harlequin doe, who had been abandoned and called Hattie. It was love at first sight and they went off to be bonded properly.
Then my baby bunnies Marble and Minstrel, who had been found abandoned in my garden, both went into stasis and depsite lots of treatment etc, they were put to sleep, I was heartbroken, but I knew I had my own bunnies and also Amos and Hattie were due home as well.
The minute they came home, they fitted like a glove, Amos being so much like my first bun Raffles, he would throw tubes at me, pull his litter tray apart, toss food, so full of character he was. Hattie was a poppet, a little more shy than Amos, but she jumped up beside me on the third day and licked my hand I told her I would never part with her and that her previous owners were horrible - she had been found on a beach.
Then two weeks later on Monday morning (we were due to move on the thursday) I saw Amos had lesions under his mane, thinking it was mange I phoned the vets to make an appointment for tuesday morning, so we could get treatment before leaving Essex. Then Hattie's nose began to swell and I phoned the rescue to see what they thought, they told me to bring them back that night, so they could assess them.
As soon as they saw them, the carrier was practically snatched from my hand, they had myxi!:shock: They were a danger to my own rabbits and had to be quarantined, which I had been doing at home anyway, thankfully.
The woman knew I was leaving the county on thursday and I was sobbing my heart out, the thought of having to part with my precious duo, after having to wait so long to have them in the first place. I barely slept that night and in the morning I emailed to ask her if I could take them seperately and have their drugs, could I collect them on thursday before I left? I just didn't want to be without them. I was told it was best they remained where they were.... but we could arrange some sort of rabbit run when they were better, which lifted my spirits a little.
That was back in late October 2011. I have kept in touch, have been told told a few people would bring them up to me, but they never have. I tried to put them out of my mind, as it seemed that they had gone for good. But, after losing my darling girls Issi and Pixie, I kept thinking about them and wondered if they were still in rescue and if so, I must get them home and I will go and get them if needs be, even though I don't drive.
They are in foster, I was told, which made me feel so happy as I thought I would get them home at long long last. Someone the woman knew was going on holiday soon and could bring them up to me!! I said I would pay expenses etc...
Last night I was told the fosterer has fallen in love with them and doesn't want to let them go.... that I am out of order for wanting them back.
But I never wanted to let them go in the first place, they were taken from me without chance of a goodbye and now I will never see them again... Yes maybe I should have arranged a courier etc myself, but with other animals to feed, a new house to sort out etc it wasn't easy and besides every email said that someone she knew would help out with transport.
There are lots of other rabbits and in time I will find another duo, but not like my Amos and Hattie, it seems the promise I made to Hattie is well and truly broken... I know I have only myself to blame too.