When I got Monty, she was so small – just a baby. I loved her right from the start. Over our years together she brought me a lot of laughter and joy. She helped me through hard times and was there for good times too.
I loved how she would scamper up to me and lick my pants for what seemed like forever. I loved how she would cuddle up to my other rabbit, Spanky, and give him kisses. I loved her soft, beautiful brown fur that looked red when the sun hit it just right. I loved her hairy little toes and fluffy tail. I loved rubbing her ears and giving her back a little massage. I loved how she would try to escape upstairs or out onto the balcony – full of spirit and adventure. I loved how when she was tired she would flop over on her side – like a beached whale. And when she was relaxed, she would stretch her legs out behind her -‘bungy’ style. She would dig in my blankets, eat my newspapers, and all of a sudden take off running across the room,
leaping sideways (the rabbit ‘shiver’).
Monty had many names – Bonty, Football with legs, Sheila, Montysaurus Rex, Naughty Sheila, Big Girl, Little Baby Monty – they go on and on. She had so much life and spirit, you needed a name for every occasion!
After 6 years, I guess her little heart just couldn’t take it anymore. On Friday she was off her food and not running about like usual. She had done this before, so I was not worried. She always seemed to snap out of this kind of ‘mood’. I petted her, told her I loved her, and went to bed. When I got up Saturday morning, she was gone, dead, frozen in time. She looked peaceful, like she had gone without suffering or pain. I couldn’t believe it. She still felt so soft, but she was cold. I figure she died of old age…and at least went peacefully in her own home. I hope Monty took with her to the Rainbow Bridge our love – I don’t know any rabbit that had a life as full and as rich as Monty. I hope she finds peace and happiness there. I want her to run free and eat, rest, and find love amongst the other bunnies (at least until I get there!).
We took Monty to be cremated. It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. Seemed like such a shame to burn such a beautiful animal – still trying to deal with that whole concept. I plan to paint an urn to put her ashes in. When I have a garden, I will spread her ashes there.
My Monty will always be with me wherever I go, in my heart, and in my mind. She will always hop beside me. I will never forget her beauty or her gentle, loving spirit. I was blessed for having had her in my life – she was my best friend.
I will love her always.
Hugs & Kisses Monty
| Monty |
| 16, July 2005 |
| Jeni |