When Potter was outside with us, he would find a warm spot under a nearby leg, hand, or foot and snuggle in. Such a sweetness he brought to us all. I am grateful for his presence in my life, and I know we are all thankful for the Potter love we were able to share, however brief.
Saturday, July 23, 2011
A sad day
Even though a very small percentage of closed-eyed wild rabbits survive in human care, we all thought Potter would make it. We watched him grow from a completely helpless, blind, injured babe to a capable hopper who ate wild clover, sorrel, and dandelion greens, as well as our rich milk mixture and lacto-fermented carrots. Establishing a healthy gut balance is very difficult without the mama rabbit's milk, and though I know we loved him up the best we could, we were not able to keep him alive from sheer wanting to. One morning he was no longer with us, and we had to say goodbye. It was painful...for me personally, and for my girls. I haven't had such a hard cry in a good long time.