We are sad to announce that Jerry passed away today Tuesday April 23, 2013. You may remember Jerry, as his face became synonomous with our Dunwoody hoarding rescue. A beautiful, tiny brown bunny, his inquisitive look stole many hearts.
Jerry had been being fostered since his rescue. Below is the tribute written by his foster mom, Joanna. Her love for Jerry and her grief is evident. We thank her for sharing this beautiful tribute with us all and our sincere condolences go out to her as she faces Jerry’s loss
“When I was a child, one of my favorite books was, “The Tenth Good Thing about Barney.” It is about a young boy who’s cat passes away and he tries to come up with ten great things about his cat to mention at the cat’s burial.
The lessons learned from this book were unfortunately realized all too early in my life. On July 11th, 1991, I rode in a white Ford truck driven by my big brother, Jim, with the body of my beloved 1st rabbit, Bunnicula, in a bag on my lap as we went out to the Callaghan Road in Houlton, Maine to bury him. Once we arrived at the burial site, I stood beside my big brother and my parents as I recalled the 10 good things about my very first rabbit, Bunnicula. I found the exercise of focusing on the good things about Bunnicula to be very therapeutic, so… here I am, 23 years later, after enduring the losses of 3 other beloved rabbits, Taylor, Harley, and Dillon since then-I now am painfully grieving the loss of a foster bunny who lived all too short of a time here with us.
I’ve vowed since I started my animal rescue work in 2007 that I would love every foster animal I cared for as my own. So, it is with great pain and heartache, that I report that I lost the precious bunny that I was fostering to a tragically short death this past Tuesday. I thought I had felt pain before, but this pain feels like bearing the pain of every rabbit who has ever touched my life. Because I have vowed to treat every foster animal as my own, I feel it would only be right to give this foster bunny the honor of having 10 good things about his precious life proclaimed and celebrated as he so completely deserved. So here are my top 10 good things about Jerry- my little man, my sweet thing, my little bunny terrorist, hehe, my Stuart Little:
10. Jer Bear was little with a big personality. He was the most curious bunny I had ever encountered.
9. He loved to explore new places around the house and the new places were always worthy of a celebratory binky. He had the sweetest way of standing up on his haunches to check things out. I admired his curious innocence.
8. He had exquisite taste-his favorites foods were cilantro and dried cranberries.
7. He loved to get my attention, but once he got it, he never seemed to need the attention in return. Jerry: “Yo, fostah momma!” Me: “WHAT?!” Jerry: “Oh nothing!”
6. He was a fast learner. In less than a month, he learned to use a litterbox immaculately, to come when he was called, and knew what the words “treat”, “salad”, “banana”, ” uh ah!” and “where are you?” meant.
5. He was a perfect houseguest. He never tried to taste my baseboards or crap on my carpet, which is more than I can say for some of my kickball friends.
4. He was conscientiously aware of his surroundings, noticing the slightest difference in attitudes and actions. -Such an admirable trait.
3. He was a trooper. He endured cruel treatment as his daily life until the GA House Rabbit Society rescued him at the end of February. He flourished in the brief time in which he was placed in a loving home. Then he faced his final week with bravery unmatched by any living being I’ve ever known.
2. Jerry taught me how to open my heart and think about making room for a little love bunny in my life again. I know this is what all the precious bunnies before him would have wanted, so they will all be proud to hear I fell madly in love with this less than two pounds of absolutely-perfect-little ball of fluff. He broke into my heart in a way I didn’t know was possible.
1. Lastly, and most importantly, He got to know and experience what it was like to be loved and be part of a real family. And not just any family-the best kind of family. The kind of family that is made up of passionate, knowledgable, dedicated, and utterly selfless individuals who stepped up to protect him and be his family in his greatest time of need.
Thank you to all of his family members at the GA HRS for their time, energy, resources and patience.
Thank you to my friends who have donated or attended fundraisers for the rabbit rescue groups I have worked with. It is because of your generosity that we can fight for those who have no voice, but who long to belong, even if it is for a short time in this world.
If you’re ever driving along Shallowford Rd in Marietta and you see some beautiful hydrangeas, just know that it is little Jerry up on his back legs curiously checking you out as you drive past.
For more information, or to show your generous support in time or resources, please visit the rabbit rescues I’ve volunteered for:
Ne M’oubliez Pas, mon lapin.
Big hugs and happy binkies,