For Foster Families Everywhere

[osprey]

I saw this posted on RabbitsOnline.

 

For Foster Homes Everywhere
Author Unknown

 

My round eyes look up at you, who reads the words created by the
tap..tap..tap….

I lay beside my mommy, on the tile where it is cool, and I will wait for
however long she wishes to stay down here, and tap tap on her laptop.

Sometimes when I listen to her familiar sounds, a memory-wind brings to me
sadness, of days when I was not permitted amongst those who walk on twos.

Of days when drink and food were the only interactions we had.

Of times when my litter after litter were given off to unfamiliar humans, never
to be seen again.

On cold and rainy days, of snowy frosty days, of days so hot in my hutch,my coat felt
like a prison out in the sun.

All those memories surface when that memory-breeze slides in… and that is
why I look up at you.

Had it not been for you, with the kindness of your bottomless heart, in your
arms that held me when I came, matted and feces infected, in your house amongst
your own litter, I would not be here today, laying with my mommy, listening to those
sacred familiar sounds in a home that I know is mine, away from elements of wind and cold–MINE.

I am adopted.

Had it not been for you, my foster home, I would not have known how to act
inside, nor trusted this good woman’s touch, nor trusted the attention I receive consistently and tenderly.

I think of you when that memory-breeze comes by, for now you are associated
with it, as my bridge from there to here. You sacrificed your own heart to allow me to find love amongst your kind.

I will forever be grateful for this.

When I was out alone in the cold and wet, the world was such an ugly place
to belong. I never thought of wanting to be anywhere else but there, for I did not know there was anywhere else except there.

You proved me wrong.

I still remember your smells and the movements of your day. It was your
touch that awakened me. You thought you were just removing mats from me.
All the while you were taking away the smallness of my world.

Do you think of me at times, as I do you? I could smell the many bunnys that
have been in your dwelling. For me, you were my only bridge. For you, there were many that came to you and left again. Were there so many that I am not one to be remembered? My eyes flit back and forth as I think of this, and my mommy instinctively drops her hand from her tap tap of her laptop and softly strokes me. It is her touch that assures me that you do remember me.

You chose her for me. If you loved me enough to give her to me, then I know
you remember me. Thank you.

::::a soft sigh::::

My mommy looks over at me and smiles. She tells me we will be having
company. There is a bunny who will come to stay with us a short while, until he gets to go to his forever home.

My mommy cups my bunny nose in her hands and reminds me we must give back
what we are given.

I know my mommy’s heart. It will break her heart every time a bunny will leave.

My heart races. Surely she needs me to get through this. It is what I am here for.

To love her when she needs to be loved. I rise and nudge her chin with my head.

I remember your eyes and realize the new bunny will always remember my mommy’s eyes. Her touch.

It is wonderful to have an adopted home but our foster homes are just as
important, even if we are only there for just a short while.

My mommy turns to tap tap again, and I lay my head back upon the tile. I
settle into the wondrous familiarity of my home and begin to count the breaths until our foster bunny arrives…

 

 

[Sarita]

Oh that made me cry.

Thank you for posting this.

I think about all the rabbits I have fostered all the time – I can never forget any of them.

[wendyzski]

I was lucky enough to meet Pepper’s first foster-mom once.  Ran into her by chance in the waiting room at the vets.  So I had a chance to thank her, and to let her know how spoiled and cared for her former Annabelle Lee is now.

[MimzMum]

Oh my, osprey…that is just…wow… *cries*

I haven’t fostered any bunnies, but I do know that my bunny must look at us with those eyes…to know he is loved when before he was just left…

Here’s to those who do foster….thank you!

[rabbitsmba]

Sweet Jesus, pass the kleenex…sniff…

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