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| Name: |
Cookie
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Age: |
Deceased, Two and a half years old
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| Gender: |
Male
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Kind: |
Lionhead, Dutch Rabbit
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| Home: |
Lancashire, England
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Cookie
was the sweetest little fluffball on four legs. Tragically, he
was taken from us on December 26th, 2004, but here is his life story. It
is extremely sad, but please try to see him as the bunny whose little
life brought so much pleasure to mine.
He was born on 4th April 2002 and was one of ten baby bunnies. I first
saw him in a little pen when I was searching for another rabbit after my
mini lop, Bo-peep, had passed away aged six. I was originally looking at
one of his brothers, who was a light brown, but Cookie did a little
leap-twist in the air and I was under his spell.
The picture is one of his baby photos. It was taken a few days after we
brought him home. His little face captured the hearts of everyone he
met. His fur was soft as silk and his heart as pure as gold.
Life was never boring with Cookie. He featured in my primary school
photo, and once he scared us all by getting stuck under the shed (yes,
under the shed!) and refusing to attempt to come out until 11:00pm! I
could not stay mad at him for long, though.
A few days before Christmas, Cookie became very ill and his condition
gradually worsened. We took him to the vet on Christmas eve, but the vet
said that he had probably just eaten something bad and would be fine
after a while. By Christmas day, he was unable to stand. On Christmas
night, when it seemed everyone else was celebrating, I was in my room
crying myself to sleep with Cookie in a box by my bed. The next morning,
Cookie was still alive, but barely breathing. There was no other choice,
we had to take him to the vet. I knew what they would say, but I held on
to a glimmer of hope that something could be done to save him.
It turned out to be an internal tumour that had ruptured. It was
probably hereditary, and there was nothing that could be done. He passed
away peacefully and very dignified after the vet gently put him to rest.
He was buried on a beautifully clear, snowy winter morning.
Cookie will never be forgotten. His life taught me that rabbits really
are intelligent, and his passing taught me cherish every day with my
pets. Sleep well, little Cookie.
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