In the greater scheme of things and all the important things going on, I guess it may seem small to post a diary about my loss of my 3 lb, floppy eared little buddy -- but I can't stop crying for my big, brave bunny.
Yet, I think he was important, and he was wonderful. Why? He made our family laugh, and he literally dance and jumped for joy all over the living room the night Obama was elected. Of course, he was not following the Electoral Count, but when we all jumped for joy, he tore into the center of the room and executed his one and only front flip jump. It seemed to so fit the moment, and we all burst into applause and laughter. He just sat there flopping his loppy ears as if he was taking bows.
A little, fluffy rabbit - who fetched paper balls, came when called, sat up and begged, and was faithfully house broken to his bunny box. He was capable of getting revenge for perceived slights (really) and hated carrots.
Even though he was supposed to a meek member, at the bottom of the food chain, our Attila the Bun tried to live up to his name. He regularly attacked our full size bloodhound in play fights and the dog let him win.
He was even a life saver. He helped us wean wild rabbits we rehabbed and without him, we would never have been able to raise and release all the wild baby buns we have had over the years.
All these things he did, and more. He was my snuggle bunny, and when anyone was sick in the house, he thought he was supposed to be a fuzzy heating pad. He had an uncanny ability to sense what hurt and lay himself over the place that ached the most.
Just a bunny. Just a 3 lb bit of silly fluff who made countless children and adults giggle watching his hopping butt and adorable white tail bouncing along while his ears flopple and wiggled in a ridiculous synchopation.
And, I learned from him that from among the supposedly least and meekest of all creatures, so very much can given, appreciated and experienced. So, if you hear the phrase "dumb bunnies" don't you believe it for one moment. Rabbits are incredibly sensitive, loving, and smart social animals.
Attila the Bun was one big, brave bad bunny. And, he died tonight, and I can't stop crying for my precious little companion. So, he get's this diary even though so much is going on in the world, in the greater scheme of things.
Lullaby and goodnight, little Attila, my big brave bunny and friend.