The Final Adventure

Freckles

July 25, 2004 - April 13, 2011

Freckles: Deb, will you tell me the story?

Deb: Of course, I will, my lovely little Freckles. Climb up into my lap. Are you sure you want to hear it?

Freckles: Yes. I think it’s time. This is nice - just the two of us and the story.

Deb: You’re right. It is nice. Where should I start?

Freckles: Tell about the bridge first.

Deb: Well, there’s this beautiful bridge that holds up a rainbow. The story about the bridge is based on a Norse Legend. Here’s how it goes:

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to the Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.


All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.


They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. Her bright eyes are intent. Her eager body quivers. Suddenly she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, her legs carrying her faster and faster.


You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.


Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....


Author unknown...



Freckles: I think that’s a very good story.

Deb:  It is a good story, isn't it?

Freckles:  Now tell a story about me.

Deb: I love to tell stories about you. There once was a wonderfully brave bunny.

Freckles: You think I’m brave?

Deb: Yes, I do. This brave little bunny explored new worlds, stared down a tornado, confronted a bear, and fought off robbers. She was a strong bunny who always saved the day.

Freckles: Wow! I am brave!

Deb:  The bravest.

Freckles:  Uh, Deb, sorry about the carpet.

Deb: That’s okay, Freckles. Bunnies gotta chew. What are a few little holes in the carpet between friends?

Freckles: I think it’s time now. I’m so tired. Is it okay to go to sleep?

Deb: Yes, my dear Freckles. Lay down and sleep. I will stay here with you.

Freckles: I love you, Deb, and I’ll be waiting for you.

Deb: I love you too. Rest, sweet Freckles. It’s been an amazing adventure.


Dear Friends,
I am sorry to tell you that my beautiful Freckles passed away at 11:00 a.m on Wednesday, April 13. Her brave little heart needed a rest. It has taken me almost a week to be able to share our last adventure. The Year of Freckles didn’t exactly turn out as we had planned. But I know she’s waiting for me at the Rainbow Bridge with all of her bunny buddies who have gone before.

We want to thank our wonderful friends who have followed our adventures here. We have enjoyed sharing our adventures with you and hope you got a chuckle, widened your eyes in surprise, or at least enjoyed a story or two. Until we meet again…
Love,
Deb

A special note from Nice Guy: 
"Binky Free, Freckles."
Freckles, you will be missed. We will miss your hopping around our feet when we opened a plastic sack or plastic bag in your earshot. We will miss your poking your head around the corner into the kitchen when we opened a drawer. We will miss your nudging your head into our hands to get a head rub when we tied our shoes. We will miss telling you all our problems, and your making them go away by eating.

Freckles, you helped me through a very rough patch in my life, and for that you will never be forgotten. I love you!!

Brinky free with your rabbit friends at the Rainbow Bridge.
Love,
Nice Guy

Happy Year of Freckles!

Happy Year of Freckles!

Yippee, it's time to celebrate me all year long!

Deb:  Well, actually, Freckles, it isn't the year of Freckles, it is the Year of the Rabbit.

Freckles:  But I'm the only rabbit around here, so that means it is the year of me.

Deb:  We are supposed to celebrate all rabbits all year long during the Year of the Rabbit. We have a lot of blog buddies out there who are rabbits. We have to celebrate them.

Freckles:  Oh, that's right. Okay, we can celebrate all of the rabbits during my special year. I don't mind.

Happy Year of the Rabbit Everybun!

Got a Little Hungry

I got a little hungry, but Deb put the plate on the outside of my cave. However, I just yanked it inside. Problem solved.

Still Hiding

Here I am, still in hiding, peeking out the back door of my cave. I got a little bored but found the perfect piece of paper to rip to pieces. I'm quite proud of how small I was able to chew the shreds.

Hunkering Down

There was a lot of cleaning and decorating going on here today. It's not safe for a bun to be out in the open -- could get stepped on or perhaps cleaned by mistake. I'm staying put and not coming out until the comotion dies down.

A Hamster Christmas

Our early new year's resolution is to do better with our posting...In the meantime, we loved this video and wanted to share with you these very talented musicians!
Freckles & Deb

Inside My Cave

Sometimes I just like to relax in my cave and let the special papers hang down around me like fringe. I have of course appropriately chewed the corners to give them that extra fringy look. Ahhhhh, this is what life is all about!

Big Guy's Special Hiding Place

I thought I'd share a look at Big Guy's Special Hiding Place. See, I think he thinks that if he puts his special papers on top of my cave, I won't find them. He is wrong.

Yes This Ad is Delicious

Yes this ad is delicious.

Sometimes after a hard day of resting and eating, I like to rip a newspaper ad to pieces. I sneak them away from Big Guy's special hiding place when he's not looking, taking care to select just the right page for my mood. Then, it's rip, shred, slice, tear, mince, and destroy. When the pile of debris is considered perfect on the scale of my ultra-high paper strip standards, I plop myself upon it and enjoy the comfort of my labor. Whew! If you haven't tried it, you definitely should.

Oh -- I almost forgot -- HAPPY INTERNATIONAL RABBIT'S DAY!

The Doctor Said I'm Special

Freckles:   This picture was actually taken in July, but since this is what I'm doing as I'm writing this (munching some delightful dandylions), I thought it was an appropriate substitute for the real thing. I'm not letting Deb take pictures of me -- because of the shaved furs and stitches, you see. A gal's got to look her best when posting to the Internet and since they removed some icky fat thing from under my chin, the ugliness they left behind is rather prominent in pictures. You will just have to enjoy some lovely visions from the past until the furs grow back.

My follow up visit to the doctor went well, even if I did have to go to that awful place that smells of so many different animals my senses are still reeling. At first they thought I might have swollen lymph nodes, but instead the doctor thinks the fat around my neck might be doing weird things that most likely aren't harmful. He said I was special so he wasn't surprised that I had special stuff he'd never seen before. However, I did not like him talking about me having any fat.

Deb:  I believe all female rabbits have some fat around their necks. The doctor didn't say you were fat. You only weigh 5.5 lbs. He said you looked very good and quite healthy.

Freckles:   You didn't have to tell everyone how much I weigh. How embarrassing!

The News is GREAT!

We just got the good news -- tests are back from the lab -- the thingies they removed during surgery were not the bad kind of thingies. Freckles is fine and we are relieved!

LET THE PARTYING BEGIN!!

We Forgot!

Oh, my! We were so busy fussing over Freckles' illness and surgery that we forgot our Blogoversary! We started our blog on September 1, 2007! And here we are three years later...who would have thought it!

Anyway --

HAPPY BLOGOVERSARY TO US!

Oh, and Freckles wants you to know that she is doing much better. Her attitude was not removed during the surgery and is coming back strong :-)

Freckles is Home!

Freckles is home from her surgery. She's pretty sleepy but is happy to be home. When we were about a block from the house, she poked her head up, sniffed like crazy, and started to perk up.

The stone that they thought was in her bladder was actually something free floating in her stomach! The doctor also discovered a mass under her chin, so it was removed as well. Both have been sent to the lab. Keep your fingers crossed that everything is okay. We feel hopeful!

Freckles says "hi" and thanks you for your happy thoughts! I'm sure she will have something to say later when she tells us about her adventure.

Love,
Deb

Why Freckles is Like a Rhinoceros

Sometimes when you accidently surprise Freckles (by sneaking up behind her, for example), she will jump in the air, do a 180, and grunt at you.

Recently, I was watching a PBS special on rhinos. There was a female rhino that they had captured to give her a physical and now had in a truck to return her to her home territory. The back doors of the truck flew open, the rhino charged down the ramp, pulled a 180, and grunted at the truck. I sat up in my chair and shouted, "Freckles!"

That is why Freckles is sometimes like a rhinoceros.

But, she is also a very tough little bunny. Right at this minute, she is undergoing surgery to remove a bladder stone. Please pray, send good vibes, and wish really hard that my baby is tough enough.

Love,
Deb

Summer's Almost Over

Is summer over yet?

Although the air conditioning in my home is quite nice in this warm weather and the fresh vegetables and fruits from the farmers' market have been especially tasty, Deb has been flitting around like some vacationing butterfly or something. The beach, the mountains, the shopping. She's just never home. I need a little routine. I need a little peace and quiet. I need Deb to get back into the habit of blogging.

Like I said -- is summer over yet?