We are heavy hearted in sharing the news of the loss of Maryanne, one of our rescued rabbits. Maryanne, a beautiful Mini Rex bun, had been being fostered by Shelley, one of our shelter volunteers. We are comforted in knowing that this bun had a wonderful home during her time spent in foster care and that she received love, attention and every bit of care that could have been given. We grieve for the loss of Maryanne and share in Shelley’s heartbreak.
Below is a tribute for Maryanne written by her foster mom, Shelley.
“Our precious bunny Maryanne, aka The Princess of Mischief , died today (4/25/2013) at 24 weeks old. She became sick very quickly, and together with the wonderful volunteers at the Georgia House Rabbit Society, we did all we could to save her. When it was clear she wouldn’t make it, we held her and comforted her until she passed away.
Dumped on the doorstep at the Rabbit Center when she was 14 weeks old, she was discovered along with a Holland lop in a black and white cow-print blanket. Two days later when she came to live with us, this blanket became her camouflage, tent, snuggle pile and favorite hopping place. White with black ears, eye spots, and a black mustache, she was invisible as soon as she hopped to her favorite blankie. Only her pink little nose gave her away.
With an ever-growing personality, The Princess of Mischief was crowned shortly after arriving to our home. If you hopped back and forth in front of her, she would join along and bink bink bink as we created our own little dance party. Nothing was more fun than running as fast as she could through her tunnel, doing a full body binky, and then using us as a jungle gym. As a mini-rex, she was so small, but fancied herself taller than all of us. Always on her back legs, the most common question we asked was “how tall are you?”, to which she would respond by standing on her tiptoes to show us. While a rare occurrence, every once in a while, it would be quiet… too quiet… and then very loud as we discovered The Princess of Mischief had yet again escaped her enclosure and had ventured out to survey her kingdom. As her loyal subjects, we courted her favor with ear scratches, nose rubs, and all the treats she wanted (that we allowed her to have). So content to be loved on and adored, she welcomed our gentle affection with all of the expectations that you would expect of rabbit royalty: never stop worshipping the rabbit!
Our home isn’t the same without her; we miss her terribly already. But even for the few months she was ours, we were so happy to have known and loved this sweet, silly, so-small-but-so-tall, mischievous and wonderful bunny.”