In Loving Memory My Rabbit Robbie



Black and white rabbit. Digital image. Mchinformation. N.p., n.d. Web. 16 Nov. 2012. <www.mchinformation.com>.

In Loving Memory My Rabbit Robbie

The time was 12:00 noon. I could see his chocolate brown eyes fixed on me as he watched me look at him and others in his cage, for I was trying to find a bunny to fill the lonely hole that my first bunny Oreo left behind after he was killed by a car. The eyes, this new Bunny's eyes were too intelligent and loving for an animal they were more mmmm... human. I stuck my hand in the cage, and all the others ran back. He bravely hopped forward, and put his little paws on my hand. I pulled him out, and cradled him against my chest where he snuggled closer to the methodical thudding rhythm of my heart, closed his eyes and sighed happily also leaving fur on my jacket. A feeling coursed through me, a feeling of family. I named him Robbie because the name suited him and I liked it.  That was what started a bond between us, a bond impossible to break , so when we got home I called my friend to come over and meet him. Sadly she stepped on a nail, and didn't get to meet him till later. The years went by Robbie grew to 12 inches long his fur got longer and prettier, it became like caramel and charcoal ashes clashed together on his body, but on his mouth one side was one color then the other side was the other color (too cute to even describe properly). The bond between us was stronger then ever Robbie was a little stubborn sometimes, but really funny! Whenever I let him out in the yard he would always wedge himself in the tiny space behind my window box in front of my window (although I don't know how he managed because the space was tiny and he was kinda fat), another time he knew I was leaving, so he put his paws on the wire mesh giving me puppy dog eyes begging me not to leave, as well as being funny and a little stubborn Robbie is really smart, For example my friend and I made him an obstacle course. Well let's say he knocked down a stack of chewables, picked up this thing called a Crispy Catcher in his mouth (which is a chewable baseball for rabbits) and moved it to the side,and rammed his head against a cat ball to get it to move. I loved him he loved me. One time we were coming home from vacation, and when he heard me he poked his head out of a shaded area his little face clearly saying with an eager-excited expression that said,"YOUR HOME I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!" Now he is gone. I had been getting ready for school when my mom shrieked hysterically, "MISSY! NO!" Horrified by my mom's shriek I looked out, and saw Robbie in my dog Missy's mouth! I ran outside just as she dropped him. I grabbed him, but he started screaming. Not knowing a rabbit could scream I froze in my tracks with Robbie twitching in my arms and his scream permanently (and uninvited)  lodging itself  into my memory. His scream was horrible like a woman's shriek, but a lot higher. Even though he was twitching, he snuggled against my chest one last time. I went to get a paper towel to get the drool off of him, and I came back he was swiveling his little head looking for me. When he found me he gave me a I'm so sorry I will miss you I love you/ pleading face,then the light left his eyes,he stopped breathing, and his heart stopped beating. My mom said softly, " Honey, I think he's gone." I shrieked "No, He probably just fainted!" then I snatched him from my mom and held him the way I used to, but his head just lolled on his shoulder. It turns out Missy had bit his lungs, so he suffocated because there was blood flooded in his lungs(it was more painful then my rabbit Oreo's death because I wasn't there when he died, but I saw Robbie die and it almost killed me to see that).Because I was sick I stayed home and spent hours carving his name into a piece of wood and shaving it to look like a tombstone with my pocket knife (my mom wouldn't let me use a saw) after that I got a shoe box and covered it in duct tape because Robbie died with his eyes open and I couldn't stand to see his eyes, so I covered him in a bandanna and put a poem about him in it and I actually wore a dress ( I hate dresses)! Then I made and sent funeral invitations, then I sent out an e-mail telling everyone about his tragic death. I couldn't believe how many people showed up, all of my neighbors came and said good things about Robbie. Now I am going to make sure he rests in peace, and that his loving memory never fades, for he was a part of me and he still lives in my heart.