GrahamL
Wise Old Thumper
We were only on our way out to purchase a washing machine and dishwasher, but you turned our morning upside down and inside out.
When driving along the main road out of our town, my wife spotted you on the side of the road. I pulled over immediately, much to the annoyance of all the vehicles behind me.
I ran back with an old tshirt i keep in the car, to find you, a very young wild rabbit, pushed up against the curb of the road, obviously hurt. I bundled you up into the tshirt and wrapped you up as comfortable as i could and took you back to the car and placed you on my wifes lap. You were bright eyed but you didn't fight us. We knew something was very wrong, you were not able to move your back end at all. You'd obviously been hit by a car.
We called the local RSPCA at Brent Knoll and they told us they couldn't do much as they didnt have an on-site vet, but gave us the emergency number to call and told us which options to choose. We called and a helpful operator explained that they had a list of vets we could take you to. He found one, open on a sunday morning and gave us the address. So off we drove, about 20 minutes and we arrived. We took you in and the lovely vet took us into a consultation room as soon as we arrived.
We unwrapped you from your tshirt and the vet examined you, confirming our suspicions - you'd been hit by a car and your back was broken. We already knew before we arrived what the situation would be. We were told you were probably only about 6-8 weeks old.
My wife broke down in tears little one, she gave you a quick nose rub and the vet told us it was only fair for you to be put to sleep, we knew that was the right thing to do, to end your suffering, your obvious pain. The vet offered to allow us to take you home to bury you, but we couldn't do that, as we'd be leaving here soon - i hope you don't think thats 'cos we didnt care. I gave your head a little rub and stroked your ears, you seemed very peaceful.
My wife doesn't believe any animal should pass without a name, so we called you Bramble. We found you close to the brambles on the side of the road, so it seemed quite apt.
The vet carefully picked you up and took you off to a back room, we left.
We haven't stopped thinking of you since. You'll be remembered little one.
Binky free at the bridge.
When driving along the main road out of our town, my wife spotted you on the side of the road. I pulled over immediately, much to the annoyance of all the vehicles behind me.
I ran back with an old tshirt i keep in the car, to find you, a very young wild rabbit, pushed up against the curb of the road, obviously hurt. I bundled you up into the tshirt and wrapped you up as comfortable as i could and took you back to the car and placed you on my wifes lap. You were bright eyed but you didn't fight us. We knew something was very wrong, you were not able to move your back end at all. You'd obviously been hit by a car.
We called the local RSPCA at Brent Knoll and they told us they couldn't do much as they didnt have an on-site vet, but gave us the emergency number to call and told us which options to choose. We called and a helpful operator explained that they had a list of vets we could take you to. He found one, open on a sunday morning and gave us the address. So off we drove, about 20 minutes and we arrived. We took you in and the lovely vet took us into a consultation room as soon as we arrived.
We unwrapped you from your tshirt and the vet examined you, confirming our suspicions - you'd been hit by a car and your back was broken. We already knew before we arrived what the situation would be. We were told you were probably only about 6-8 weeks old.
My wife broke down in tears little one, she gave you a quick nose rub and the vet told us it was only fair for you to be put to sleep, we knew that was the right thing to do, to end your suffering, your obvious pain. The vet offered to allow us to take you home to bury you, but we couldn't do that, as we'd be leaving here soon - i hope you don't think thats 'cos we didnt care. I gave your head a little rub and stroked your ears, you seemed very peaceful.
My wife doesn't believe any animal should pass without a name, so we called you Bramble. We found you close to the brambles on the side of the road, so it seemed quite apt.
The vet carefully picked you up and took you off to a back room, we left.
We haven't stopped thinking of you since. You'll be remembered little one.
Binky free at the bridge.
