Bill Jesse
Well-Known Member
My very beloved Sedgewick was put to sleep on February 16 2012. He was just over 13 years old and my constant companion. He never saw himself as a bunny but more often a human and on occasion a puppy or a kitten. He loved to play chase or hide and seek with me. He sat beside me through many TV shows or at my feet when I worked. If I was napping on the couch he would jump up onto my chest and start licking my face. I had owned him for 12 years as he belonged to a magician and had done two cross country tours. I did not like his lifestyle, living in a cage and convinced the magician that I should have him.
Sedgie started getting a lump on his left rib cage back in the fall. My vet said it was obviously cancer and wanted to do a biopsy by putting him under. I thought that at his age he might not survive it so I decided to keep him comfortable. He was doing fine, eating and enjoying the grass and loved to take his Metacam for pain relief. He also had arthritis and could not stand at times. I massaged his thighs and his hips which semed to help.
When grazing he would sometimes topple onto his right side but still grazed while waiting for me to right him. The Monday before his death he was the same but Tuesday and Wednesday things changed. He would no longer eat nor drink and refused his medicine. He slept on my chest that night and did not move but was making noises which were new to me. He was also grinding his teeth and I knew it was time.
After his death I had him cremated and witnessed the procedure. I had worked in the funeral industry and witnessing cremations was of nobother to me. I brought his ashes home and they are in a small box along with those of my cat. They were friends.
Aninteresting thing happened on that day. When I was with him at the vet's my wife waited in the reception area. Its on a busy street and suddenly a large adult eagle swooped down and flew by the window. It was a sign I am sure. The day after my wife returned to playing her piano which she was doing the day we went to the vet. Sedgie loved piano music. She stopped and we left. When she returned she opened her music book to the next song and it was about an eagle spreading hope!
I miss him terribly. I cry a lot and it is extremely difficult because normally he would be beside me as I write. But he is not and I find it difficult to even enter this room now. Sedgewick taught me many things. He was my first rabbit and as we all know that once a rabbit is in your heart everything changes. He taught me about simplicity, about not needing "stuff" and enjoying everything around me. To sit in the yard with him and enjoy his company was better than having all the money in the world. He even encouraged me to get four more rabbits.
I had always promised him that we would never be apart. My final wishes are that his ashes and mine are mixed together.
Sedgie started getting a lump on his left rib cage back in the fall. My vet said it was obviously cancer and wanted to do a biopsy by putting him under. I thought that at his age he might not survive it so I decided to keep him comfortable. He was doing fine, eating and enjoying the grass and loved to take his Metacam for pain relief. He also had arthritis and could not stand at times. I massaged his thighs and his hips which semed to help.
When grazing he would sometimes topple onto his right side but still grazed while waiting for me to right him. The Monday before his death he was the same but Tuesday and Wednesday things changed. He would no longer eat nor drink and refused his medicine. He slept on my chest that night and did not move but was making noises which were new to me. He was also grinding his teeth and I knew it was time.
After his death I had him cremated and witnessed the procedure. I had worked in the funeral industry and witnessing cremations was of nobother to me. I brought his ashes home and they are in a small box along with those of my cat. They were friends.
Aninteresting thing happened on that day. When I was with him at the vet's my wife waited in the reception area. Its on a busy street and suddenly a large adult eagle swooped down and flew by the window. It was a sign I am sure. The day after my wife returned to playing her piano which she was doing the day we went to the vet. Sedgie loved piano music. She stopped and we left. When she returned she opened her music book to the next song and it was about an eagle spreading hope!
I miss him terribly. I cry a lot and it is extremely difficult because normally he would be beside me as I write. But he is not and I find it difficult to even enter this room now. Sedgewick taught me many things. He was my first rabbit and as we all know that once a rabbit is in your heart everything changes. He taught me about simplicity, about not needing "stuff" and enjoying everything around me. To sit in the yard with him and enjoy his company was better than having all the money in the world. He even encouraged me to get four more rabbits.
I had always promised him that we would never be apart. My final wishes are that his ashes and mine are mixed together.
