This will probably take me amillion years to write, cause im not that ready yet, but i feel i need to talk about him!
He came into my life when i was 14. he appeared with hi sbrother Sorrel. one of my mums friends was working in a pub-the pub owners had bought them for easter bunnies and were now being ignored in the garden. he came straight to us. the skinny little young bunnies.
i first though sherpa was BEAUTIFUL!!!! but he was a right grumpy gitbag :lol: he lived quite happily with sorrel. it was at a point when we had about 25 bunnies, and all of them seems to belong to my mum (obviously as i was young still) Mum handed me sherpa and said that he could be mine, all for my own.
When mum first got sick i was 16 and we put all of the rabbits in together ( :erk: ) we had about 7 all loose in the shed (we had lost a lot in the big VHD and fox strike). all mixed breeds, sexes (all neutered!) and tempermants. from day 1 it was obvious that Sherpa was boss and there was nothing more he loved than his girlies. and nothing more that he hated than our german lop male (george). they got in a huge fight-which resulted in Sherpa biting Georges nose off. no one dared cross his path again!
Mum died when i was 17, and after that all the bunnies seemed to be dying for one reason or another. i felt that all of them were leaving me, favouring a better life with mum in heaven. only Sherpa and his brother Sorrel stuck by me and eventually i was left with only these two.
I got rabbit deprived and added Maisy to my crew. Sherpa loved her and so did Sorrell. but they would squabble over her, often resulting in Sherpa winning and getting all the Maisy snuggles. So i got Mopsey, in the hope they would have a girl each....nope! Sherpa ended up with two girlfriends and Sorrell was left to watch on.
Sorrell died not long after, leaving me with only Sherps, the one rabbit mum had specially given me. as you know i got more bunnies and added to my crew! but sherpa was always the favourite and the special one.
I remember goint on holiday when sherpa was 5 years old and leaving my sister to care for him. i was so scared that he would die of old age while i was away, how wrong i was!
When he hit 7 things really started going wrong. his eyes would puss up and his pasturella would get really bad, small scraps would really hurt him and he generally started to look old. but he was still the same old grump bag i knew and loved!
his dental problems started about a year ago. his teeth were ageing, and after xrays the vet confirmed that eventually they would fail him. i put him under GA three times, the last time was heart breaking. he took hours and hours to be able to stand and days to recover properly, and i never left his side. i vowed then i would never put him through it again.
Throughout it all, the past year, he has probably come to the vets with me once a month, he has sat by side while on-call and taken the trip up to college with me (150mile round trip) he's put up with my countless tears and hugging. and poking and prodding by the vets, and never once did he complain. he sat quietly and patiently while we checked his teeth, cleaned his wounds and flushed his eyes, trimmed his fur, placed his socks and applied creams. he has been a superstar through medication apon medication and when i was feeling low would always comfort me.
he was a grump of all grumps, i defy any bunny to look as grumpy as he did! he was pretty good at headbutting vets
and wiping eyeslime over the other nurses.
He even came to the cemetary once, and sat there, calm as anything while i spoke to mum.
he truley was the worlds best bunny, and i will never find another like him.
i know he is up there now, mums keeping him safe for me.
Binky Free my grumpy little grump bag.
A few piccies i took this week. and a few of my favourites
Bit overboard
