I don’t know how to say this, so I’m just letting my fingers do the typing. On Monday, March 25 2013, 5:18p.m. EDT, Boon’s little heart stopped beating, and he binkied over the rainbow at the age of almost two years old, and after battling his long term GI tract issues courageously.
He was not making an acceptable recovery from a big bout of one of his GI Stasis episodes, as he had chronic digestive problems despite the best possible vet care, diet, and undying love…. he continued to go through mini-bouts of Stasis every other day, despite administering enemas and fluids, also had a Staph Intermedius and Campylobacter Jejuni infection cultured from his feces, which the vet said likely grew in the conditions of his chronic hypomotility of his GI tract; that he likely had infected lesions in his tummy.. and he disliked the taste of the Chloramphenicol for the infections so bad that he jumped out of my arms and landed awkwardly on the floor, injuring his leg. Over that weekend, he was very lethargic, and all he wanted to do was lay in my lap with his perfect little head resting on my arm. His girlyfriend, Phenom, would not leave his side. He would tremble when he stood up, and struggled to make it to his water bowl, so I often let him drink out of a glass of water. His usual medication treatments had lost their effectiveness over time, with all other avenues tried…
My Boon was such a fighter, though—and he taught me so much about love, life, patience and acceptance. He was truly a “Boon,” though I named him “Boon” because I discovered him as an infant merely a week after my previous bun, Beau, died during a freak accident during a routine neuter surgery. But that is not the only reason why he was a “boon” or blessing— to me, and many others… he’s helped me and many others so much and taught us so much…
I am not sure I realized quite how sick Boon was in his last few months of his Earthly life, afflicted by this Hirschrpung’s Disease / megacolon / Cow pile Syndrome / Dysautonomia / whatever you want to call it… It was hard to tell because that little bunny’s ears and eyes perked up at the mere sight of me, or Phenom, or one of his favorite toys. He hid his pain well, but I’m his mommy, and mommies do not want to see their babies in pain all the time.
When he became so weak that he trembled when he stood up, and could not swallow food— force feedings became impossible, and all he could was lick my hands and take sips of warm water out of a glass. I knew it was time to help him over the rainbow, because this little fighter never gave up.
I spent the day cuddling happily with him and Phenom on my lap, and called our veterinarian. Our vet knows how special Boon is, and also knows that I struggle with intermittent agoraphobia as a result of my own health conditions, so she was kind enough to come to my home and gently help him binky free over the rainbow.
The vet came to the door; it was both raining, snowing and sunshining so I know there was a rainbow out my window. Before he went, he kissed Phenom’s head, kissed me on my nose, and then he was given his sedative. He yawned a couple of times, and looked straight up into the air as if he saw an angel calling him up over the rainbow, where there will be no more pain, no more yucky meds or poking or prodding and no more tummy aches… only beautiful meadows, willow colorful trees and fields of lavender.
Petting his cheek, the light poured in through the window on and made his beautiful lavender eyes swirl with the most amazing colors I could ever see— blues, purples, browns, even some pinks…. he was administered his last injection, he laid his soft little head in the palm of my hands and went to Heaven.
I’m really grateful that the vet was able to let him go peacefully here at home. We bought a sturdy but small little wooden treasure chest and had a nice little funeral for him; his little body was laid to rest in the same soft fleece rainbow print blankie that I raised him in, but his soul is in Heaven over the rainbow where I know he’ll wait for me. Because if Heaven is perfect, then it would not be perfect without this little angel in it.
Boon touched MANY people’s lives. He was a very unique bunny; he was more like a best friend or a child or a puppydog. From a baby he would give the most generous amounts of kisses and affection. You could almost see the smiles on his face. gave so much wisdom and love not just to myself, but he helped to educate his doctors, other people, even myself. He taught me to never lose the light in your eyes and to NEVER give up no matter the odds. He taught me to love unconditionally.
A special thank-you to all of you who helped Boon and I, I am sure he wants to give all of you his special kisses…. LPT, JerseyGirl, MimzMum, Imais, BB, all his biggest fans and many many others… including thumps_ and all the UK buns…
I have documented on video, some of the things that Boon has taught me that might help other bunnies and bunny parents learn how to help their little ones when they are sick. He has a YouTube Channel set up, but it’s not ready to be shared yet, as I need to get some great videos on there of him — tribute videos, his good days, his bad days, his vet appointments and how-to’s. I hope to someday bring more awareness to the health condition that made his time with me here on Earth not last as long as it could have. He was so special that God just wanted him in Heaven sooner than later.
I miss his kisses the most, and the way he would look at me after giving endless amounts of kisses as if to say, “I love you mommy.” I love you too, my Boon. I miss you and your kisses until we meet again over the rainbow bridge…
Boon <3 #boon #boonthebunny #binkyfree
August 2011 – March 25, 2013