Remembering Doodle

Andrew brought Doodle home for me in the spring of 2000. Someone dumped her at Blendon Woods Metro Park. At the time we had a standard Rex called Funny Bunny. Andrew added on to the hutch to allow for another and Doodle took up residence. The two of them had a divided rabbit run in the back yard and on summer days we would sit in the yard with a cold beverage and a book and the rabbits would happily run about in their pens. After Funny Bunny died and before Doppler came along we would bring Doodle in the house in the evenings. She would jump up onto the couch on her own accord and watch tv with us. When Daisy arrived on the scene in 2001 Doodle made sure she knew who was boss. We've had a couple other rescue rabbits over the years and now the angoras. Personality wise no one compares to Doodle. She was one of a kind. Once I took her to the photo studio in the mall for Easter pictures. On the way out to the mall Doodle sat in the passenger seat next to me. On the way home she stood up on the seat and put her paws on the window in order to look out. There were several surprised drivers (besides myself) that night on I-270. I went out to fill water bowls this morning and upon entering the rabbitry saw that Doodle was laying on her side. I called her name and she raised her head a tiny bit. I could she that she was ailing; for the past few weeks her appetite has declined and I knew she was getting near the end. I gathered her up and brought her into the house. She died in my arms shortly thereafter. I like to think she was waiting until I arrived so she could say goodbye. She had carrots for dinner last night and seemed fine. I think she had a stroke. Andrew and I buried her this evening under the white lilac bush that we planted this past May for our anniversary.

Relaxing in the yard (spring 2000)
Daisy (12 weeks old) and Doodle get to know each other (spring 2001)

Elisha and Doodle

Watcha doin?

Doodle and Greyson pose for Easter pictures (spring 2005)

Summer 2009

December 16, 2009