Sometimes I sit and wonder what caused me to start writing such a story? …. I’ve given my answer to find out what actually happened.
To start with was once that I never would have imagine something so wonderful could be awful so I decided to start with my classic style…
It was a rainy day outside although it was celebrated with, Flowers, a week before Easter, I went to take pictures in Cismigiu Park. I said to myself, what if, and why not try taking photos, I may be lucky.
I finally succeeded, though, as I said, outside was gloomy, the wet park alleys, wet grass, and dripping rain from the leaves of the trees.
In fact, history begins with an innocent walk through the park among the drops, Cismigiu being recognized from ancient times as a park of lovers and rebels of the night, and whom I loved and adored since I was a child, for the special flavor of the images wonderful spring.
So it was May, Sunday last year, on the threshold of holidays, the park was not this time full of people, only a few coupleof lovers and ambulance merchants who wanted to do on this day a few bucks.
Attempting to take pictures was beneficial to me even though the light did not benefit me too much. However, the landscapes were excellent for the compositions I wanted, the park being always a place where you can find plenty of subjects if you see them.
It is very true that I have fired a lot of cadres as they usually do frames sufficient to fill my soul with energy as it always happens in such situations.
The alleys of the park are not too crowded, as every Sunday, they have created a lot of interior comfort that I am not alone, and that I will manage this time to do what I have proposed.
The water in the night rain alleys playfully reflects the branches of the trees full of leaves, alternating with the gray shades of the inadvertently passing people.
There were stalls and kiosks of ambulance vendors who exhibited various wooden egg products, for the holiday that was about to be in a week, to beautifully colored goods to attract innocent passers-by to the desirable and appealing looks of children.
What attracted my attention in particular was a tiny, damp and tentative tent, strategically located near the fan of the park in the middle of the park.
From the entrance I saw it was apparent that the tent was for children, “Animal for Children.” I was interested in such images, and a hunter of photographic subjects, I said I was more lucky and could photograph subjects attract the viewers and not only as much as I do.
I gathered my courage and I went in. The tent was divided into several areas where rabbits were housed in age brackets.
Eureka!!! I said because the bunnies are my favorite pets and I have several bunnies at home.
I said that I had an excellent idea, which is why I looked in the eye for the person who took care of them to ask for the permission to take their picture.
He gave me the permission, but he asked me in the meantime not to use the flash to make the rabbits uncomfortable. Said and done.
The bunnies were clutched together to warm themselves because the land on which they stood was cold and the cold outside maintained the cold atmosphere inside.
The lady did not seem to be the caregiver of the animals, being rather a patron, as she was beautifully dressed and because of the hands that emanated a smell of French quality cream and the fine and less pronounced aroma left behind when passing by me .
I started the job and I shot a few suave frames for the composition to be done.
But at some point I saw a tiny white-haired teddy bear in the corner of a Teddy breed that attracted my attention.
His long ears and two eyes were like two black balls, which emanated from the heat, his gaze being sparkling, but shivering with cold.
Honestly, I love the rabbits enormously and I’m crazy for them, and when I saw him he was charming me and melting my heart instantly. This has never happened to me.
At that moment, I stopped taking photos and told myself that I would ask the lady with the risk of shaving.
This teddy bunny was supposed to be mine and he really asked to go home with.
God this never happened to me to break down such a feeling, or to charm me with a little fur.
I thought I’d ask the lady for whatever it was to have it, he had to be mine, he basically said, “Take me with you,” he thinks do it, I’m convinced not.
The lady told me to come back in a week and she probably thought I would give up, but I’m not like a shaken-up kid. I wanted him then.
I wholeheartedly guarantee that anyone who saw him and saw his gaze would not give up.
After many talks and prayers finally gave it to me, I greatly needed it as if I had won a lot of money at the roulette.
Obviously, I gave her a ban because that is what happens after some animal caregivers, an old tradition of the elders.
I had a great big need in my arms, I kissed him, and promised him a beautiful life, and he was glued to me, once again confirming love at first glance.
The truth is that perhaps the outside cold made it stick to me, being simply lost.
Once I won the trophy (the rabbit), I thought to give her a name as I did with the other 5 bunnies I had at home, and what do you think? I said, “Today’s buddy I will call you Puffy,” with a look of a beaten child though I’m a mature guy.
But sometimes it’s good to be a child to move a lot more easily over some of the life’s situations and see everything in pink although in reality there is a black spectrum …. Ufffff !!!
But I had a little puzzler who was a boy or a little girl, it does not matter anyway. Puffy is what I named him.
I was really happy, happier than ever …
Of course I did not take pictures, because I had Pufuletul in my arms and I had to take care of him.
I walked away quickly to the exit of the park with the hope of not being stopped by that lady and taking my bunny.
At the exit of the park, I knew that I would not lose my Pufuletul. I headed for the bus station to go home. Being in front of a fastfood store, I told myself to go in and ask them if they would give me a box to make it more comfortable at home.
I walked in, a beautiful but big-hearted man told me she did not want wild animals in the store. He was right, and I went out. On the way out, another vendor asked me kindly what I wanted, first of all I showed him the Pufuletul and he gave me a the bag because she had no box, with some napkins inside to give the dwarf as much comfort and no longer to tremble by the cold.
I thanked him and headed for the bus station. I triumphantly went home.
When I got home I thought I would go to a store and buy a box that would later become his home, and absolutely everything he needed, food, water tank, fan and more .
Puffy was two months old when I adopted him. A few months later, more precisely it was winter, this began the nightmare of my life and of his.
One day I noticed that I was sitting in the wrong side of his box and I thoughts he was saying that he was actually playing.
And yet I found it unnatural for a normal bunny, no longer eating or drinking water. I panicked and I went to an emergency veterinarian after I first consulted the internet to know how to react in such situations.
I did not know what to do. Finally I arrived at the veterinarian who told me Puffy had otitis and told me to take an X-ray to his head to be sure, but he would get rid of him and he was more likely to do well and live.
Oh my God! I did not know what to think of why I too would be spoiled for such an unpleasant situation given the fact that I treated him as well as possible.
I read on the internet as untreated can only live between 4 and 8 days.
I have been treating Puffy since the end of January this year. I gave medicine and treated him for one day for a month. Puffy looks at me with his big eyes of candies and seemed to pray from his soul to help him do well.
I, melted for him, and I have proposed to treat him because there is always a life expectancy, and life has been given to him by God, and I have no moral right to take it through a lethal injection. So I promised to do everything I can to keep him alive and to help his sufferings. Every time he stares in my eyes saying as if to help him.
When it is cold outside and I take him to the veterinarian I hold him close to my heart on my chest so that I he does not suffer from the cold and I might as well let him feel my heart beat. A poor innocent soul who needs help, and who can not speak to tell you what’s wrong with him.
A few days I took him to the vet again, but the ruthless disease continued.
Every day I made carrot juice and I gave him medicine through a small dropper because he could not swallow, I had allow the vet to put him under anesthesia to shave his teeth and not to create other problems. Then a very good friend of mine sent a medicine from the US, a medicine I could not find here.
Poor Puffy has three injections and an antibiotic every other day, and the other drug gives him by mouth every 12 hours.
For eight months, Sunday through Sunday, I take Puffy to the veterinarian, even on my birthday or onomastics I am going, but if you believe me I’m not sorry he is still alive. I keep going I am like his mother.
I think he, looks in my eyes and ask for food, water and more care and attention as a small child, forgive me but I can never forget the warm, bright and shining look of his two small margaritas .
Now I have more than 8 months since I go to the vet and treat it further, his body is getting better and gaining weight, which gives me hope that I have done well. I love him wholeheartedly …
What do you think?
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I intended to tell you in writing this little true story, a real life story, and if we think well and it can happen to us even though it is not desirable.
But Puffy can not talk, we do.
Even if I do not have the talent to write, even if my expression is not always what I wanted, even if I hurt or bother some talented writers, please forgive me, I try something new for myself, trying the shy and natural way of scratching on paper sharing what I’ve been through and continue going through, and maybe I can ever get up to those who write a real art, or maybe … it depends on the chance …
Love this story and so happy that you were there for that beautiful bunny. We have a bunny who suffered some head trauma who we nursed back to health. She now suffers head tilt but has been given the all clear by our vet and is happy and healthy. It is surprising how strong these little creatures can be. Your little bun is so lucky to have someone like you watching over, keeping him safe x
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Yes I think so too…thank you
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You are an incredibly caring person. You have shown so much love and compassion to your little Puffy. I’m so glad to hear that he is doing better. I, too, love bunnies. My first pet was a bunny. We named him Bun-bun, not very original, but we liked it. He was a great pet!
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Yes, and I love him so much, he trusts me I trust him, he wants to live, I respect his desire! Thank you very much!
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That’s a great relationship. He’s so lucky to have you!
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Thank you so much Wanda!
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I’m so happy that Puffy is still alive. I couldn’t handle it if he died. While I was reading, I felt the tears building up behind my eyes. I remember you lost another bunny about a year ago. That was when we got our dwarf rabbit, Thumper. I wish Thumper could make noise, any noise, so I would know if he was happy or sad. He does take the food bowl in his teeth and bash it against the bars of his cage when he’s hungry.
What I wanted to say was that I loved your story. Anyone can be a writer as long as they have something to say. My career had been in Finance, and now I’m considered by some, not all, a writer. Keep writing. It gets easier each time.
My best wishes to Puffy.
Susanne
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Thank you so much Susanne!
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This is wonderful, Paul, and I am sooo grateful for your heart! You are a truly captivating writer, and such a blessing for us all!
Cuddles to Puffy and Ufffff-relieving hugs to you. God bless you always, brother! 🌞🙏Leon
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Thanks a lot Leon! 🙂
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You are a Treasure!!!
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Are you sure? Thanks a lot!
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He he!!! Yes you clearly are.
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You are so kind! Thank you very much Sue!
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🙂
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Thanks a lot, Laurie ! 🙂
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Love your words. 🙂
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Thank you so much Laurie! 🙂
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Nice😄
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Thank you very much 🙂
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this is beautifully touching ❤ we are kindred souls.
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I think so too! Thanks a lot! 🙂
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such compassionate
actions for Puffy!
good on you, Paul 🙂
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Thanks a lot! 🙂
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It’s so nice to read your writing, Paul, and I’m praying that Puffy continues to get better. I’m sure he will with your tender loving care. ❤
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You could be sure of that! I love him a lot! 🙂 thank you very much! 🙂
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Everybody is a writer. All it needs is the open channel from the heart to the fingers. Much love to you and Puffy!
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Thank you so much Erika! 🙂
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You are so welcome, Paul!!
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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After admiring your photos for so long, Paul, it was lovely to hear more of ‘you’ and Puffy. Strength to you both.
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Thank you so much Judith!
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What a beautiful and beautiful story Paul! I wish your rabbit survives the fight against its disease. Colodial silver water is very good in your situation 🙂
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He will survive, because I take care of him, even today I go to vet for his treatment! Thank you very much Annica! 🙂
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All the best to you both! We´re hoping good news 🙂
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Thank you very much! 🙂
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Oh, Paul. I’m so happy the bunny is getting better due to your amazing and loving care. Puffy came to you for a reason and you found each other in time. Thinking of you and sending love and healing thoughts to Puffy.
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Thank you so much Gigi, you are so kind! 🙂
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Paul, you are a dear, and I pray that Puffy completely heals.
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I hope so, Xena! Thanks a lot!
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♡♡♡
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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As humans we are to have compassionate hearts.. good for you and I hope and pray that all remains well with Puffy.. You expressed yourself very well..
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Thank you so much!
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Puffy is a very lucky bunny to have you, Paul 🙂
Just go on with your writing too.
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I will Irene! Thank you very much! 🙂
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Hugs to you and Puffy!
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Thanks a lot!
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Paul, it’s very clear that you were meant to have Puffy and to care for him in his suffering. Another person would not have done so. You are an animal lover, bunnies most of all, and your love for Puffy is very strong. Hopefully Puffy stays health for many years to come. A beautiful story! Christine
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You are right Christine! I am happy you love the story! Thank you so much!
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Your writing is so enjoyable. Appreciate that you are sharing so please continue to do so. Thank you!
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Thank you very much! I will try!
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You love Puffy, and Puffy loves you! I love Puffy, too! You were given to him to take care of him. Because of love, you are right to do what you are doing. Please give Puffy a special kiss for me. My heart is breaking.
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Thanks a lot Resa! I will kiss him a lot! 🙂
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🙂
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I hope Puffy gets well real soon. The power of love is strong medicine.
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Yes you are right! Thank you so much!
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Pupic pentru Bunny Pufic ca să’i treacă otita !
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Este exact ceea ce-mi doresc cel mai tare!
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Ce a pățit pufică ? 😦
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Are otita, dar il tratez la medic de 9 luni!
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It is impossible to put a dollar amount on one’s love for a companion animal. Only other people with a dog, cat, horse, whatever will read this and say, “I would do the same!” God bless you and I look forward to learning Puffy is fully recovered some day!
I lost one cat on August 1, 2011. Two weeks later, when I picked up Louie’s ashes, a veterinarian tech who raised pedigree kitties came into the front office and set this strange-looking mammalian-looking “thing” on the desk. It looked up at me and walked toward me! It was so ugly it was cute! And it turned out to be the scruffiest little Persian kitty I could imagine.
She asked if I wanted him. I said yes, but had to wait till he was old enough to leave his momma.
When picked him up, he had diarrhea and sometimes ate, sometimes didn’t. I called the person who gave him to me, and learned he and his littermates caught and ate a grasshopper with an internal parasite. I told her I was worried I was going to have another kitty die on me if I kept him.
She came and got him, with instructions from me to keep him at the clinic till he was off medicine or stable.
I visited Andy, my little Persian kitten, every other day or more. He grew bigger and stronger.
About two weeks in, the woman with the litter of Persian kitties came in with another kitten. “This is Andy’s brother. They have been playing well together. Would you be interested in another kitty” By that time, since I had planned to get a companion for Andy and I now knew a Persian kitten when I saw one, I agreed! [Those who follow my blog are familiar with both kitty boys and that this second kitten is called Dougy.]
There were other stays at the clinic and regular visits for both kittens till they were healthy, had all their recommended shots, and that “little” operation to neuter them approximately six months and $1400+ later.
As they say, there are not free kittens! I would do the same, however, and I want you to feel good that you are working to give Puffy as much care as it takes. Puffy isn’t “just a rabbit”! Puffy is a sentient being, and you will be rewarded for helping Puffy back to health.
Just knowing you’d do this for a rabbit makes me feel very positive about you, Paul. I love you photography, but this is a side of you that is inspirational and touching. I like it!!
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What you wrote is interesting, but you have to know that his life is very important to me, so I will do everything for him to be happy!
Thank you so much!
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I had rabbits as a kid, and they are lovely animals, sweet-natured, and great companion animals. I totally understand how you feel about helping your bunny survive to enjoy a long life, Paul, and hope you keep us followers up-to-date on how the healing goes.
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Thank you! I promise I will!
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Bravo Paul. Your love for Puffy is very clear. I hope Puffy continues to make full recovery.
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Me too Frank, for example tomorrow I go to vet again for treatment!…he wants to live, and I respect his desire!
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Good luck, Paul.
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Thank you I need it!
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Puffy is a very lucky bunny. My best wishes to you both, Paul.
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Thanks a lot Jet Eliot ! and Puffy send you this 🙂 🙂 🙂
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Awe sweet Puffy. What a good caregiver you are Paul . I love the way you express the look in his eyes . I’m so happy he’s getting better . 🐰🐰🐰 keep writing I love it 😍 ♥️
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Thank you so much Micki! ❤ ❤ ❤ …I will try to write, and of course to make photos in the same time ❤
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