Toffee Marshall
1st July 2012 - 7th August 2012

Toffee was a beatiful little chocolate brown lop eared bunny, only five weeks old. He came to live with me when he was just over three weeks old, as he and his seven other brothers and sisters were getting to be too much of a handful. I already have quite a few rabbits- Biggle's brothers Max and Thumper, his mum Sasha who is now partially disabled and lives with me, plus their girlfriends Beth and Misty. Add to that a pair of terrible twins Bertie and Billy-both just three months old-and that makes it quite a rabbit full household. Toffee came to me early because there appeared to be a problem with one eye, and he needed an indoor home. My friend had been looking out for a really small bunny to bond with me, because she knows that although I love all my rabbits, I still miss Biggles. No rabbit could ever replace him of course, but I could still make a new friend. And so it seemed. Toffee was a happy little soul and I loved him. He purred like anything and his world was confined to the settee where he would sit with me, with occasional visits from Max, Bertie and Billy. At night he would be swamped in one of the huge (to him) indoor cages (I rotate my bunnies between hutch, some rooms and several indoor cages-and Sasha has a Profleece pen), and he loved it. He devoured all the new greens he was being introduced to, Spring Cabbage being especially his favorite. When on the computer I would make a den for him and he would sit on it near me, quite content. It was all going brilliantly. Then on the 6th he braved jumping off the couch, and there was no stopping him. Wheee! He ran around like a nutcase playing with the four times larger Bertie or Billy, and life was a Big Adventure. But on the 7th it all ended tragically-that was earlier this evening. I had finished my assorted bunny cleaning/ re-arrangement chores and had just got a load out of the washing machine in the kitchen. I opened the door into the living room and went in-and sweet Toffee was under my feet. He writhed and I snatched him up in a fleece and ran out to the car-but when I opened the fleece it was all over. Like a stupid elephant I had killed my beautiful Toffee: a precious and new life snuffed out. I buried him near Biggles in my garden. I have few photos on my mobile which I will download and add in a few days. Right now I am just sick and numb. Max knows there is something wrong with me-he knows I am upset but he isn't sure what to do about it. He keeps coming over to check on me-which is unusual behaviour for him. I feel so angry at myself, and so upset about Toffee. He was such a sweet little boy he didn't deserve that. I loved him and he loved me, and I killed him. I hope if there is a Bridge Biggles will look after and play with him, and he will forgive me. I am so sorry little mate.

Previous Home: Sabden, England
Parents: Steve Marshall
ORB Sibblings: Biggles Marshall  Sasha Marshall   Thumper Marshall  Max Marshall  Dillon Aspden Marshall  Misty Marshall  Beth Marshall  Flash Marshall  

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