This is probably a little morbid to read for my first proper post and it's more than likely going to be a long one as this will be the first time I've really spoke about Binky and told the story since she died a few day ago so I apologise in advance.
Betty, Bam Bam, Binky and Yoda
For anyone that doesn't know me, I'm one of these people that get overly attached to animals, the kind that would rather sit in at home and talk to my dog than go out and have to make friends. Please don't think of me as some loner, I have a lot of friends but I just don't trust anyone. I also have suffered badly the past few years with ill health, I'm at the GP between 2 and 5 times a week, seeing different specialists across 3 different hospitals all the time and to top it all off, some days I cannot even dress myself as I am in so much pain. As you can imagine, this has knocked the stuffing out of me, I have had to re-evaluate my entire life plan, make decisions no-one should make and be left to deal with the fact I will never be a Mum, not even with IVF. Thanks to it all I have no confidence at all, I used to struggle to drag myself out of bed as I had started to ask what the point was. That all changed within 2 weeks of Binky being born. That little rabbit in such a short time practically turned me around. I would burst out of bed in a morning and run down to see her (and of course her litter mates). It's odd but I felt as if she was meant to be mine, she was here fore a reason. Special just doesn't cover it.
Binky at nearly 4 weeks old
Binky had come down ill on 20th December. I had been away for a week due to family issues and had a lot to sort out so I left al my animals in the care of my partner, Chris, who is an amazing bunny dad although he is an exceptionally busy man - He only has time to feed and clean them all, no time for cuddles or fun.
I returned home on the 20th in the morning, Binky ran to the front of her hutch and greeted me. I didn't get her out for a proper hello as I had a lot to do so I simply popped some food in, topped up hay and gave fresh water and had to run out to finish my christmas shopping.
When we returned around 6pm, I went straight through to the conservatory to see my kits. The 3 black kits ran to the front to say hello, Binky was nowhere to be seen. It was totally out of character and I began to worry that she had managed to escape so I wrenched open the hutch and started frantically searching. I found her i n the bedding area, on her side looking as if she was dying. I instantly called my vet and rushed all 4 kits in. The 3 black kits were given a clean bill of health, Binky was given lots of injections including antibiotics and fluids. I told the vet that I didn't care how much it cost so throw whatever is needed at her. I ended up spending hundreds but I will never regret it. I was given lots of medications as well as liquid feed to bring home and told to give her plenty of water and between 2-7ml of liquid feed every hour. So that's what I did, up every hour with my syringe. By the Saturday, she was hopping around and was picking up. Binky still wouldn't eat solids but had began to lap her liquid feed. She had a follow up at the vets on the Sunday, the vet agreed she was doing well, responded to treatment and was happy. I expressed my concerns about her not eating solids and my vet told me to persevere and if after Christmas she wasn't on solids again, to take her back. I agreed with the vet and left, happy that she was getting better.
Christmas evening, she nose dived. She went totally down hill. I gave her plenty of water, managed to get around 15ml of liquid feed in her and kept her warm by sitting her on a hot water bottle that I wrapped in towels to ensure she didn't get burnt. I went to bed around 3am and just prayed she was tough enough to make it through the night. I awoke around 6 hours later and immediately checked her. She appeared to be back on the mend. She was hopping around, greeted me with lots of kisses and cuddles and lapped at her liquid feed and water. Admittedly the poor girl was skin and bone so I called my vet and booked her in for the next morning. Chris and I had a lot of errands to run so we gave her a bit more feed and left her with water and went out. We rushed around to get our errands done asap and I then had to go to my Mum's to sort a few things out so Chris went home to check Binky and bring her to me. When he returned home, he opened her box and found her on her side, zero signs of life, he tried to wake her but nothing. Our brave girl hadn't made it.
I feel bad for Chris, he was the one who had to call me and give me the bad news knowing it would break my heart. I still feel like someone kicked me in the gut. I lost my right arm when I lost Binky. Still feeling totally useless, helpless and that there must have been something more I could've done.
Chris and I decided we wanted her cremated. After the 3 figured vet bills, I couldn't really afford it but she was so special to us and we loved her so much that it felt wrong to just bury her, we wanted to give her a proper send off. So yesterday, that is what I did. I took her to Sleepy Meadow Crematorium and Pet Cemetary and had her cremated. The owner, Susan was a lovely lady. Read a blessing (posted at the bottom) and took a clipping of her fur. I was allowed to wait for Binky to be cremated and packaged so I could bring her home straight away. I haven't had her in a box, just a nice waxy wrap as I intend to scatter her when I find somewhere I feel suitable for Binky to go.
They say memories are golden
Well maybe that is true
I never wanted memories
I only wanted you
A million times I needed you
A million times I cried
If love alone would have saved you
You never would have died
In life I loved you dearly
In death I love you still
In my heart you hold a place
No one could ever fill
If tears could build a stairway
And heartbreak build a lane
I'd walk the path to heaven
And bring you home again
Our family chain is broken
And nothing seems the same
But as god calls us one by one
The chain will link again
RIP Binky
Your life was small and sweet, just like you
Be free and cause mayhem up on Rainbow Bridge - You were always a cheeky little madam
I love you
Betty, Bam Bam, Binky and Yoda
For anyone that doesn't know me, I'm one of these people that get overly attached to animals, the kind that would rather sit in at home and talk to my dog than go out and have to make friends. Please don't think of me as some loner, I have a lot of friends but I just don't trust anyone. I also have suffered badly the past few years with ill health, I'm at the GP between 2 and 5 times a week, seeing different specialists across 3 different hospitals all the time and to top it all off, some days I cannot even dress myself as I am in so much pain. As you can imagine, this has knocked the stuffing out of me, I have had to re-evaluate my entire life plan, make decisions no-one should make and be left to deal with the fact I will never be a Mum, not even with IVF. Thanks to it all I have no confidence at all, I used to struggle to drag myself out of bed as I had started to ask what the point was. That all changed within 2 weeks of Binky being born. That little rabbit in such a short time practically turned me around. I would burst out of bed in a morning and run down to see her (and of course her litter mates). It's odd but I felt as if she was meant to be mine, she was here fore a reason. Special just doesn't cover it.
Binky at nearly 4 weeks old
Binky had come down ill on 20th December. I had been away for a week due to family issues and had a lot to sort out so I left al my animals in the care of my partner, Chris, who is an amazing bunny dad although he is an exceptionally busy man - He only has time to feed and clean them all, no time for cuddles or fun.
I returned home on the 20th in the morning, Binky ran to the front of her hutch and greeted me. I didn't get her out for a proper hello as I had a lot to do so I simply popped some food in, topped up hay and gave fresh water and had to run out to finish my christmas shopping.
When we returned around 6pm, I went straight through to the conservatory to see my kits. The 3 black kits ran to the front to say hello, Binky was nowhere to be seen. It was totally out of character and I began to worry that she had managed to escape so I wrenched open the hutch and started frantically searching. I found her i n the bedding area, on her side looking as if she was dying. I instantly called my vet and rushed all 4 kits in. The 3 black kits were given a clean bill of health, Binky was given lots of injections including antibiotics and fluids. I told the vet that I didn't care how much it cost so throw whatever is needed at her. I ended up spending hundreds but I will never regret it. I was given lots of medications as well as liquid feed to bring home and told to give her plenty of water and between 2-7ml of liquid feed every hour. So that's what I did, up every hour with my syringe. By the Saturday, she was hopping around and was picking up. Binky still wouldn't eat solids but had began to lap her liquid feed. She had a follow up at the vets on the Sunday, the vet agreed she was doing well, responded to treatment and was happy. I expressed my concerns about her not eating solids and my vet told me to persevere and if after Christmas she wasn't on solids again, to take her back. I agreed with the vet and left, happy that she was getting better.
Christmas evening, she nose dived. She went totally down hill. I gave her plenty of water, managed to get around 15ml of liquid feed in her and kept her warm by sitting her on a hot water bottle that I wrapped in towels to ensure she didn't get burnt. I went to bed around 3am and just prayed she was tough enough to make it through the night. I awoke around 6 hours later and immediately checked her. She appeared to be back on the mend. She was hopping around, greeted me with lots of kisses and cuddles and lapped at her liquid feed and water. Admittedly the poor girl was skin and bone so I called my vet and booked her in for the next morning. Chris and I had a lot of errands to run so we gave her a bit more feed and left her with water and went out. We rushed around to get our errands done asap and I then had to go to my Mum's to sort a few things out so Chris went home to check Binky and bring her to me. When he returned home, he opened her box and found her on her side, zero signs of life, he tried to wake her but nothing. Our brave girl hadn't made it.
I feel bad for Chris, he was the one who had to call me and give me the bad news knowing it would break my heart. I still feel like someone kicked me in the gut. I lost my right arm when I lost Binky. Still feeling totally useless, helpless and that there must have been something more I could've done.
Chris and I decided we wanted her cremated. After the 3 figured vet bills, I couldn't really afford it but she was so special to us and we loved her so much that it felt wrong to just bury her, we wanted to give her a proper send off. So yesterday, that is what I did. I took her to Sleepy Meadow Crematorium and Pet Cemetary and had her cremated. The owner, Susan was a lovely lady. Read a blessing (posted at the bottom) and took a clipping of her fur. I was allowed to wait for Binky to be cremated and packaged so I could bring her home straight away. I haven't had her in a box, just a nice waxy wrap as I intend to scatter her when I find somewhere I feel suitable for Binky to go.
They say memories are golden
Well maybe that is true
I never wanted memories
I only wanted you
A million times I needed you
A million times I cried
If love alone would have saved you
You never would have died
In life I loved you dearly
In death I love you still
In my heart you hold a place
No one could ever fill
If tears could build a stairway
And heartbreak build a lane
I'd walk the path to heaven
And bring you home again
Our family chain is broken
And nothing seems the same
But as god calls us one by one
The chain will link again
RIP Binky
Your life was small and sweet, just like you
Be free and cause mayhem up on Rainbow Bridge - You were always a cheeky little madam
I love you
