Sunday, December 2, 2018

Pew! Pew!


ab·scess/ˈabˌses/
noun
noun: abscess; plural noun: abscesses
a swollen area within body tissue, containing an accumulation of pus.

synonyms: ulcer, ulceration, cyst, boil, blister, sore, pustule, carbuncle, pimple, wen, whitlow, canker;
inflammation, infection, eruption


In July, I lost Russette. In July, someone dumped more than a dozen rabbits in a local metro park. The story got this little blurb:


Maybe it was the vulnerability, maybe it was an actual ounce of kindness in my cold cold heart – either way, I jaunted on down to the Humane Society to see if I might lend a hand. And yes, there were over a dozen rabbits abandoned and now the females were housed in a giant pen in the middle of the Humane Society's lobby. Well, they were pretty sure they were all females. (They weren't).


I Googled "Sly Guys" and this is what popped up. In fact, every male rabbit I sexed HAD that exact look on his face. But seriously, have you ever looked at Google Assistant's logo?

I mean ...

Anyhoo ...
The rabbits were all English Spots in some way shape or form. Some were REWs. Some had the tell-tale spots. Some were quite a mix. Some had scarring where tags had been ripped out of their ears.

There were two in particular. Two that picked me.
"It's WAYYYY too soon," I told myself.
Fred (the other human) said, "As soon as I saw the article I knew we would be bringing home rabbits."
I couldn't help it. I picked one.
I picked TWO -- but ...
This is the story of one.

May I introduce, Miss Snow and Miss Jackson (No relation to Sammy) respectively. They were (apparently) a post county fair dump. How do I know? (you may ask).

The dump was Wednesday, July 18th.
Rocket Science 101
It doesn't take a psychic to figure it out.

Miss Snow and Miss Jackson (No relation) were spay and in my home by August 1st.
I spent time on bonding and had a sweet, albeit ornery pair of gals on my hands. Then, I packed them into a carrier and visited my rabbit savvy vet.
Miss Snow = 100%.
Miss Jackson = Not so much.

The look on the vet's face was disheartening. “She has an abscess.”
An ABSCESS! 

An ABSCESS!
And Oh, Gawd did I ever hear some horror stories about bunnies going through/living with abscesses.
Surgery was scheduled (SURGERY!) and so began my many sleepless nights of research and worry.
The procedure would be done with 

SIDE NOTE: May I advise anyone who is dealing with bunny issues to sit down and have a heart to heart with their vet as opposed to researching the internet first.

It's the equivalent of this.
Miss Jackson (Cause we're nasty) went into surgery with her "Miss Jackson" attitude.


I loved on her as much as I could before it was time for medications and being strapped down.

<3
She came through with flying colors. There were four "roots" that went pretty deep (down to her mandible) but seemingly not THROUGH said mandible.
Ugh.
The next several weeks were filled with meds, critical care, rinsings and Manuka honey.

Manuka Blossoms.

I about fainted with each rinsing. Hey. Even SUPERGIRL faints. Don't Judge.

Hear that, girls? We can do ANYTHING!
Seriously though, I had to lay down after each rinsing treatment.

I parted the girls for both hygiene and safety. But they remained right next to one another, separated by only a wire pen wall. When Miss J felt better (healed a bit), I began to allow them some supervised time together. All was well. WAS being the operative word. I am not sure what happened in that blink of an eye on that gray November day …

Miss Jackson was grooming Miss Snow and had stopped. I was sitting right there. Miss Snow put her head under Miss J and all of a sudden – FUR FLYING! SWEARING! SCREAMING! And that was just ME!
Yes, it happens. But I still feel horrific.
And Miss Jackson's wound was torn open. * sigh *
So THIS was definitely on me.
[insert self-loathing here]


An immediate call to the vet for both advice and to see if I could get a Xanax.


Water ain't gonna do it.
or two ...



After a half dozen texted photos it was off to the vet! As fate would have it, it was actually BETTER that the wound was that open now. The Dr. stated that had it not happened, he would have reopened it. As he saw it, Snow did us a favor.
Those type of wounds are better if healed from the inside out. And what appears to be something “healing up just nicely” could actually be “Healing from the outside too quickly”. And so – "Dr. Snow" to the rescue. 

The nurse is not amused.
My heart could NOT take it so they were separated PERIOD.  Rebonding would wait even though everything was fine up until then.

Now … Miss Jackson is good to go albeit a slight bald spot on her cheek still. 

I'm in ur baskets folding ur laundries.

And … I have slowly begun rebonding. This is frustrating, I must say.
Miss J still grooms Miss S. But by Gawd when the grooming stops Miss Snow gets QUITE irate. So … for now, there will be plenty of stress bonding.


Here we see Miss Jackson and Miss Snow huddled together on a bathroom mat surrounded by a floor of lava. (Neither of them will venture out on tile). It's slow. And I think it is so slow because I am such a mess over all of the above.

So until they love each other in each others' space again, it's switching spaces, litter boxes, lovies, short dates and lava. Lots of lava.

Lava
Any advice is appreciated.
As is any Xanax.

Walk it off, Supergirl!


And to Dr. Timothy Reichard:





7 comments:

  1. your husband sounds like a saint

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  2. To go through such heartache and then jump to help two babies, then have that happen, Supergirl isn't right- definitely Wonder Woman 💖 you are amazing!!

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  3. Oh no! I'm so sorry you had to go through all this! *offers all the Xanax*.

    I really hope the girls will be properly bonded again soon. It makes life easier.
    2018 was definitely not a great year for buns. My pair sent me on a 5 months nursing spree, filled with more worry than I cared for. My girl had an inner ear infection (thank you, lops!) the boy decided to grow a dreaded abscess once his partner was better. Naturally, the abscess refused to heal and, after a month, decided to sprout an even bigger growth a few inches further up the foot until we, too, opted for surgery and all the manuka honey we could get our hands on. Thankfully, though they were kept separate for a while and mostly at night to make sure they both got their fair share of food, the bond held. The only blessing, really, in this time of medicating, rinsing, dressing, syringe feeding, and more medicating. There were times when I feared I would lose at least one and my girl, with her ear and face pretty much shaved off, along with a quarter of her body weight lost, certainly looked like she wouldn't make it. I'm glad to report that the abscess has now fully healed (after I was told that "he will likely lose the foot") and the girl is stable, though still a bit too thin and suffering from severe liver disease which came out of nowhere after the MANY antibiotics given post ear surgery.
    Here's hoping there'll be happy, healthy, bonded bunnies for everyone soon.

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  4. thank you, that lady. thank you so very much for opening yourself to more trouble, worries, and ultimately: love.


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  5. I know that horrible feeling when a lovely time switches in an instant to full on war. Each time I drive myself nuts wondering if I could have seen it coming, if I should have been able to prevent it. Nope. Bunnies are going to be bunnies. Hang in there.

    Have you tried stress bonding in a moving car? We've had some luck with that. Also having them next to each other and petting them both at the same time can help rebuild those positive associations without either one of them having to be submissive.

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  6. Stumbled upon your page... as a bunny parent I think it was a lucky, touching and funny discover. Thank you for sharing this beautiful page

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