We got Thistle’s ashes back today. Included in the little package the vets handed me were a cedar box containing his cremains, a plaster of Paris medallion with his footprint, and a certificate avowing that the crematory had handled him gently and
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Thistle – rabbit, lover, hero.
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When I first met him he was in a hutch, in the middle of a large chain pet food store doing their part to help the local shelter adopt out animals. He was locked in there, so I found a staff person with a key. The lid rose, he looked at me a bit
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How many times have I saved this rabbit’s life? Once by adopting him eight years ago, certainly, less than a week before his “deadline” at the animal shelter. Again a year later, the first time he went into GI stasis and I found him cold as death
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Both of the boys are safely in the Palm Springs place now, as shown in this completely uneventful video:
Confusing, right? It’s a cat, on the internet, but he’s not doing anything funny and there aren’t subtitles. Weird.
Anyway. Thistle arrived
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California counties in which Thistle has been, as of today:
Note: any travels prior to April 2004 are undocumented and thus not
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He’s not supposed to eat carrots these days. They’re higher in calcium than is good for him, according to his new vet. So he hasn’t eaten many in the last three or four months. But tonight I saw the carrots in the fridge, and I saw him looking at
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Nosy is a law-abiding kitty. Today he chose the Second Law of Thermodynamics.
N: I’m hungry. You may have meant to feed me and then forgotten you were going to feed me, so I’ll just remind you. Isn’t that thoughtful of me?
C: [sound of keyboard tapping]
N: You probably meant to get up to feed me when I reminded you fifteen
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A couple of months ago The Raven was out of town for a while and Nosy was put out. In order to keep him distracted from his separation anxiety I overfed him a bit. Since I’ve known him he’s mostly eaten dry food, so I thought I’d liven things up
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About 20 years ago I had a sweet little pet rat named Freda — last name Katz. Freda was one of the most affectionate, loyal and intelligent critters I have ever had the pleasure to meet, and this is Zeke’s human saying that, and Zeke set the
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Six years ago this past weekend, a certain person came to live with me.
I guess that makes him about 9 years old now.
A couple months ago he was denied health insurance due to a pre-existing condition. If only we’d … (continues)

And then when I woke up my pillow was gone.
When he came down to Los Angeles to live he had that head tilt issue, a common symptom of inner ear infections in rabbits. The corresponding dizziness made it hard for him to groom himself in the way
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True, it’s old news to some of you that I wrote a book about my adventures with my friend Zeke. There are a lot of new people traipsing through here unexpectedly, though. Not coincidentally, it looks like the huge crowds of new folks — as welcome

Photo by Sharon Leach, taken May 1996
We slept out on the open desert the night before, after driving from the Bay Area through Reno and up the east shore of Pyramid Lake. We took the road as far as the truck would let us. The four of us walked
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I’m sad today: Kathy Flake has lost her familiar.
… (continues)When Bailey developed cancer, I finally accepted that our walks would be numbered, our explorations circumscribed by her illness. But I didn’t expect to lose her so soon.
We took her in for

We got a call last night from The Raven’s daughter to tell us her kitty Otter Pop was very sick. Shortly afterward she called us again.
He was strange and though he and Nosy didn’t really get along, he was a good boy. He tried sometimes to hide
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