Dearest Fizz,
I’m sorry I didn’t do this on Monday, or yesterday, but I wasn’t sure it was my place. As no one else has done one, I’m making it my place, because you deserve one.
What to say little man.
Way back when in June last year you and your scruffy bunch of siblings came to me, more by accident (or fate as Kris said), than by design. You got your first name- Gizmo- because Kris’s mum reckoned you looked like Gizmo from The Gremlins, and she was weirdly right with that. You were a bundle of fluff.
You all looked horrendous. You all have sparse fur and bald bits (none of you looked as bad as Wish though), but yet you were all so nice! I’ve never known such a bunch of licky bunnies before. At this point though, I expected not just Wish to die, but to lose you all. You had all had such a horrid start to life and had suffered so much, with losing your mum, dad or mum giving you a rough time (that would explain your bald patches), some 4 week younger siblings, then going to a strange place (Kris’s- no offence Kris), and then travelling an hour to yet another strange place (mine). You were all VERY hardy.
I could tell you apart, and Socks and Wish, but Flame and Flare I couldn’t for a couple of days until their personalities came out. You were very ‘in your face’ (although not as much as Socksy boy).
This is you with Socksy boy on the second day you were here. Look at those ears!
You started to grow and you got an awesome ear. Your right one lopped, and your left one stood up like a proper uppy eared bunny. Funnily enough, we saw it do this a couple of times in the 24 hours you were here before you died.
We had such a lovely time with you all here. I remember you sitting for ages and licking my dad’s feet (or generally just licking everything and everyone)…
or running and doing mega binkies everywhere, jumping out of the run with Flame…
But, above everything else, you were very nosey.
You were a real people bunny (like your siblings) and so always wanted to be ‘in the people action’ and were interested in whatever we were doing (or whatever we didn’t want you to do).
While you were here we checked and checked and you were a girl, so you were separated off with Flame and Wish.
You grew and you changed and then you went to your new home. I was sad you had gone, but felt you had gone to a good home.
When you went in for your ‘spay’ it became clear you were a boy, although you weren’t formed properly. By that time we knew more of the problems of your litter mates (Socks and his undescended testicles), Flame being a hermaphrodite, Wish and her Metabolic and severe dental issues. The only one who escaped was Flare (who was renamed Hazel). We all thought it was a bit weird, and that you were complicated, but then horror struck and Hazel died, unexpectedly, at only 5 months old. Things became more serious and sinister because it looks like potentially there may be more problems than ‘just’ be anatomically deformed and ‘problematical’.
All the people that needed to know were made aware, and then we carried on.
I’m sorry I didn’t do this on Monday, or yesterday, but I wasn’t sure it was my place. As no one else has done one, I’m making it my place, because you deserve one.
What to say little man.
Way back when in June last year you and your scruffy bunch of siblings came to me, more by accident (or fate as Kris said), than by design. You got your first name- Gizmo- because Kris’s mum reckoned you looked like Gizmo from The Gremlins, and she was weirdly right with that. You were a bundle of fluff.
You all looked horrendous. You all have sparse fur and bald bits (none of you looked as bad as Wish though), but yet you were all so nice! I’ve never known such a bunch of licky bunnies before. At this point though, I expected not just Wish to die, but to lose you all. You had all had such a horrid start to life and had suffered so much, with losing your mum, dad or mum giving you a rough time (that would explain your bald patches), some 4 week younger siblings, then going to a strange place (Kris’s- no offence Kris), and then travelling an hour to yet another strange place (mine). You were all VERY hardy.
I could tell you apart, and Socks and Wish, but Flame and Flare I couldn’t for a couple of days until their personalities came out. You were very ‘in your face’ (although not as much as Socksy boy).
This is you with Socksy boy on the second day you were here. Look at those ears!
You started to grow and you got an awesome ear. Your right one lopped, and your left one stood up like a proper uppy eared bunny. Funnily enough, we saw it do this a couple of times in the 24 hours you were here before you died.
We had such a lovely time with you all here. I remember you sitting for ages and licking my dad’s feet (or generally just licking everything and everyone)…
or running and doing mega binkies everywhere, jumping out of the run with Flame…
But, above everything else, you were very nosey.
You were a real people bunny (like your siblings) and so always wanted to be ‘in the people action’ and were interested in whatever we were doing (or whatever we didn’t want you to do).
While you were here we checked and checked and you were a girl, so you were separated off with Flame and Wish.
You grew and you changed and then you went to your new home. I was sad you had gone, but felt you had gone to a good home.
When you went in for your ‘spay’ it became clear you were a boy, although you weren’t formed properly. By that time we knew more of the problems of your litter mates (Socks and his undescended testicles), Flame being a hermaphrodite, Wish and her Metabolic and severe dental issues. The only one who escaped was Flare (who was renamed Hazel). We all thought it was a bit weird, and that you were complicated, but then horror struck and Hazel died, unexpectedly, at only 5 months old. Things became more serious and sinister because it looks like potentially there may be more problems than ‘just’ be anatomically deformed and ‘problematical’.
All the people that needed to know were made aware, and then we carried on.
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