Showing posts with label Liberty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Liberty. Show all posts

Monday, 6 June 2016

Liberty



Imagine you are doing the meds round. You enter one special needs shed and find Liberty, a rabbit with chronic digestive issues. She needs gut medicines to keep her stable and pain-free. You handle her, feeling how boney she is and yet how big her tummy is in comparison. She accepts her medicines well, if slightly reluctantly. You gently release her so she can stomp away but find that she does not- she turns around, follows you to the thresh-hold, puts her paws on the door frame and waits patiently and expectantly. You need to hurry up and deliver her after-med treat.

The Rescue looks after rabbits as long as they have quality of life and Liberty, despite her many troubles, was allowed a severely revised diet and all the medicines she needed for as long as it was ethically right to give them. We knew she was happy enough and comfortable enough. For a long time she even lived in Caroline's house, becoming a firm favourite.

It had become obvious in the last couple of months that Liberty was losing condition and there was nothing further the vets could do for her, as she was on all the drugs it was possible to give. On the 31st May Liberty stopped eating and despite her gut medicines, rehydrating injections from the vet and attempts at syringe feeding there was nothing more to be done and on 2nd June we set her free. 

She leaves behind her beloved other half, Google.

Friday, 4 December 2015

Tuesday, 12 May 2015

Surf 'n' Turf

Things have been moving around at the Rescue recently, mostly to create a few more grass areas for the bunnies to play on when supervised. The new turf arrived for the patch outside Google and Liberty's house, but they were already out, so we had to wait for them to finish playing in the sand before we could lay it...

"This beach is RUBBISH. I can't even SEE the sea from here!"

Wednesday, 30 January 2013

Mouf Trapped

So there you are, sat on the ground with bunnies clambering all over your legs trying to get at the tasty treats you've brought them. You are TOTALLY engrossed in the utter adorableness of the whole thing, completely oblivious to anything else going on around you. Reaching the limit of how much parsley you can safely stuff into a pair of bunnies without them popping, you turn to stand, but instead you freeze.

For stood on a hutch across the fence, head height just a few inches from your face, somebuns are patiently waiting...

"We're next, right?"