When A Heart Is Broken

When a heart is broken, there is a pain that cannot be described.  When a loved one leaves you, the grief can silence the world around you, yet scream inside your soul.  Our family is very sad right now.  We have lost our dear little friend Ella.

This is a picture of Ella and I together.  You see, when Mom and Dad first got her, they tried to bond her to Binky and I, but Miss Binks would not have it.  And little Ella would not have it either.  So for a while, I shared my time with each of them - separately of course - until Mom and Dad adopted Scooter exclusively for Ella.

And so the two of them bonded strong and lived happily, until last Saturday.  Little Ella was not eating with her usual gusto, so Mom and Dad took her to the vet.  An xray revealed a severe kidney infection and they were told that little Ella had weeks, maybe even only days, left to live.  There was no way Mom and Dad could ever have been prepared to hear that news.  Ella was taken to the back room to begin aggressive treatment and Mom and Dad went home, fully intending to return later in the afternoon with Scooter so they could be together.  An hour later, they received a phone call.  As they tried to hook Ella up to the I.V.'s, she went into cardiac arrest.  They tried CPR but could not bring her back.  She was gone.

I can't recall a sadness like this ever being in our house.  Mom and Dad are grieving hard - not having a chance to say goodbye to Ella devastated them.  Mommy is full of "what-if's" and keeps reliving the memory of that morning while Dad does his best to take care of her and deal with his own grief. 

And then there is Scooter.  Mom and Dad made sure he had time with Ella after she passed so that he could try to understand for himself what had happened.  But he is clearly lonely, missing her, looking for her.  At night, he has taken to sitting in the hallway infront of Mom and Dad's bedroom, looking for company perhaps, or maybe just making sure they don't disappear too.  He is getting smothered with extra love and attention from Mom and Dad though and they hope that he is able to understand what has happened to his precious Ella.

 Ella was a firecracker.  A three-legged bunny with attitude to spare.  Ella from the House of Monster was one of her many nicknames.  Mommy called her her Little Star and she and Ella had a very special bond.  Ella filled our lives with love, friendship, humour and top-notch amusement.  She had a devoted following and was loved beyond measure.  We imagine that she is at the Rainbow Bridge, running through the fields of clover - on four legs, not three! - towards the strawberry patch that is always in season.  She is making many new friends and watches over us all while grooming her little angel wings.

I'm a sad bunny.  Not just because Ella is gone, but because one day, I might be left alone too.  I can't imagine not having my Binks with me.  So I send a big hug to my buddy Scooter and to all of the other bunnies out there who are missing somebunny special.

Give all your bunnies extra snorgles today.  Because you just don't know if there will be a chance to tomorrow....

Fluffy