Some of you might remember my little Beanie, who I hand raised from 1 day old as his mum (my pet) died from infection after giving birth.
Every 2 hours for the first week or so, I would be up feeding him with a eye dropper, and warming up his heat bag which fit into his special teddy.
He continued his growth with all of my love and devotion, and grew into a fat handsome man.
About 11 days ago he contracted Mixamitosis (spelling?) from a mosquito, which you can’t vaccinate against (a cruel disease introduced to cull wild rabbits), from which he fought for 10 days. Despite my bathing yukky eyes and nose, keeping up fresh food and water, willing him to stay with me, he could fight no longer and passed away, now pain free, on Thursday night, 6-1-11..
He is now buried in the garden with his special teddy and blanket, and with a cross made specially by my 10 year old son.
R.I.P. little man…