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I guess, this is goodbye…
Just a few months shy of raising Holland Lops for a decade, we lost our last rabbit today. Reflecting and reminiscing the past 9 years, I cannot help but to realized how much these rabbits has helped me grew as a person. Many Holland Lop breeders came and gone but ultimately, not everyone will have the same experiences. I can only say that my experiences were very fulfilling and to a certain extent soulful. If you are aspired to be a Holland Lop breeder, you should always be yourself and enjoy the journey by defining it your way. All the past rabbits that graced Tru-Luv Rabbitry make up a bridge that paved the way to many amazing and wonderful friendships. They are the reason why I have an awesome bunny family consisting the many greats and champs of the hobby. Though a rabbit passes on, a family stays together forever.
It is almost a 10 years journey and through all the ups and downs, they were right there with and for me. They have given me so much joy and at the same time heartbreaks. How can you ever let go of such a strong bond?
Life isn’t perfect but these rabbits have been my pillars of strength and focal point in life throughout the “turbulence”. As each one of them left and passed on, it is as though life is telling me that I am leveling up in this game of life and moving up in the ladder of life. The last one seemed to mark my “graduation” in this life’s course and closes the chapter of this thick book 10 years in the making.
Truth be told, no one will ever know what these rabbits and people have done that changed my life for the better.
As such, I just want to take a moment to remember Tru-Luv’s Murdoch – the true symbol and legacy of Tru-Luv Rabbitry.
He was born together with Clarkie on the early morning of 17th December 2011. He was initially named Luv and since they were born during the Christmas season, they became the poster kits for the 2011 holiday season.
As Murdoch grew, there was something very special about him and he reminded me of Miller’s Clark.
The older he grew, the more handsome he became….
A recent photo of Murdoch enjoying his salad.
I came home yesterday evening to find Murdoch lying in the most awkward position. He had his back legs spread out like a puppy. I can see that he was excited to see me and then I realized that only his head was moving. I took a closer look and that was when my heart sank – Murdoch, my baby boy has lost mobility and senses of all his limbs. I still do not know what had happened in our absence but it seemed to me that he might have broken his back. It was also clear that he was in pain because I could see the fur around his eyes wet. I then placed him in a comfortable position so that I can try feeding him. As I offered him some greens, he chewed with so much enthusiasm as though telling me that he was alright. I sat down next to him and spent some quiet moments with him. I said a little prayer for him and he was gone…
I try not to think too much about his passing but the thoughts of him waiting for me to get home before breathing his last is heart breaking.
The fondest and most endearing moment with Murdoch was during the Natural Pet Success Story video shoot (Thank you Stanley Saw for this wonderful experience). Murdoch is seen on camera in his best behavior and sitting very still on my lap. In fact, that is Murdoch and he behaves very well all the time.
Like the many great Tru-Luv bunnies of the past, we laid Murdoch to rest on a rainy Tuesday morning. I believe that death is not the end but it paves the way to a new beginning. We planted a little tree above where he was laid to rest as a symbol that he will continue to nourish this plant. His death is not in vain but will sustain this plant. And in turn, the plant will sustain other life forms through its purpose in the ecosystem at large.
Indeed, the definition of a full circle – from cradle to grave…
I LOVE YOU BUDDY, SEE YOU ON THE FLIP SIDE!
Moving forward, I will be posting handpicked photos from the past 8 years. Over the years I have amassed approximately 18,000 photos of the rabbits – some of which did not make it onto this blog previously. I feel that it is a good time to revisit the collection and share these beautiful photos.
Welcome to the first edition of Tru-Luv Revisit.
I like how they put it in the Matrix movie and to quote Santosh Kalwar:
“Every beginning has an end and every end has a new beginning, don’t worry, broken soul, life will one day come to an end. ”
I must say that I am bidding my readers farewell on a high note. It has been 8 long and hard years since I started this wonderful journey raising Holland Lops in Malaysia. My best and worst experiences was obtained through this hobby. I can now look back and cherish all the beautiful irreplaceable moments from the many wonderful births to the friendships that will last for a lifetime.
Perhaps, I will one day look back and sing to the tunes and words of Adele’s “When We Were Young”. But really, I will be proud to say that “I have been there and done that”. No regrets at all…
I like to think that I have been touched by the many gorgeous rabbits that graced my rabbitry. I also hope that those who have been touched and found wonder and love in a Tru-Luv rabbit have had their lives changed forever. Indeed, every single rabbit I have raised and responsible for bringing into this world have left an imprint in my heart.
Just because it is selfish to keep holding on even when it means nothing is the only reason for me to bid farewell. In the words of Don McLean when he sung the song “Vincent”, I can only say that “this side of the world was never meant for one as beautiful as you – The Holland Lop”.
So it has been the tradition for me to capture and share the Christmas spirit through photos of my rabbits in the Christmas theme, the photo above will indeed mark the Last Christmas for Tru-Luv Rabbitry.
I want to take this opportunity to thank all my readers and friends for your amazing support throughout the years. It has been a pleasure writing and sharing all these years. I hope you have enjoyed (and continue to enjoy) this blog as much as I have.
Here wishing everyone a joyful and warm Christmas wherever you are!
God bless all of you…
Cuteness is a double edge sword – it is either a blessing or a curse. For the Holland Lop rabbit, it is a curse when the breed falls into the hands of greedy people. By greedy I mean people who only have money on their minds. They think they can capitalize on the cuteness and make a quick buck. That is the reason that there has been a long hiatus in updating this blog. On one hand, I felt sorry for so many rabbits being used as commodities while on the other, I jump for joy because the assumption of it being a lucrative business has since made a few idiots lost a lot of money. Yippie Dee Dee Doo DaaaAaa…..
You see, after all said and done, it is a fact that it is very challenging to even produce one decent Holland Lop that is comparatively similar in quality of those in better climate compared to ours. I have wrote about this a few times over the years since 2007 and no one seemed to pay attention or perhaps they just do not understand English all that well. We are dealing with highly adaptable prey animals that are right at the bottom of the food chain. How do you think rats survive in the most hostile environment?
Whatever it is, I am happy that the hype is finally dying down and more rabbits will be spared from suffering in the hands of these “make-shift” and “trading” breeders.
The huge amount of information and misinformation on the internet can either make you or break you. In my case, I cannot help my brain going crazy and think of funny things in reply to all that I have seen on the internet as well as in real life. I believe that to truly enjoy the rabbit hobby, we have to stop being too anal about it. In other words, we must “chill” and stop taking things too seriously. It is the ability to take a step back and laugh at some of the things that we do in life that enables us to have a great time. And it is on that note, this blog post was made possible. I really had a good time writing this piece which I know may not go down well with some people. For those who care to share a light hearted moment, I hope you will have a hearty laugh.
The traffic situation here afforded me the time to craft this entry. As I juggle with focusing my attention on the road, my mind carefully picked all the right and wrong words to be included in this blog post. However, I must warn you that I cannot be too careful with my words else it will not make this satirical piece a good one. I came to realization that such a post is only possible because I am not totally immersed and into it (the hobby) too deep that it will affect my livelihood without it. Being too into anything is a form of addiction and a drug addict without his or her fix can be crazy enough to kill. I am happy that life is quite balanced for me and grateful to be sober enough to write what I hope is a funny piece.
Having had watched a number of rabbit judges at rabbit shows, I cannot help but to put myself in their shoes and think about what I would say or not say differently. Or perhaps, to say that what he or she truly means and not use tons of wonderful or bombastic words but in the end, says nothing. As we play multiple roles in life, I too imagined (not necessarily aspired to be) myself being a rabbit judge. I wondered what I would say when addressing the exhibitors just before I start judging. It was through this imagination, that this disclaimer notice was born…
My dear exhibitors, breeders, hobbyists, and friends, I would like to thank you for your participation and making this event happen through your generous funding. I am honoured to be invited to be your judge today. I can assure you that the hotel was pretty awesome, you have afforded me to travel around the globe and given a choice, I wouldn’t be here on my own expense. I will ensure that you will get your entry fees’ worth by trying to spend more time going through each and every one of your rabbits. I know it is hard but I will try to also ensure that I do not put my foot into my own mouth by contradicting myself while judging your otherwise beautiful rabbits. Please allow me to be brutally honest and not sugar coat what I am going to say about your rabbits. Most often than not, I must not make politically correct statements lest be flamed on social media such as f@cebuk and tweedle-tweed-twee right after the show. May I ask that you will never forget that every judge have his or her personal preferences in each breed while upholding what has been specified in the Standard Of Perfection. I will try my level best to judge each rabbit in accordance to the best of my understanding and memories of such standards.
Since time can be a constraint, please understand that the duration in which your rabbits will be in front of me should or should not be made an indication of its favourable or unfavourable standings in this competition. Also due to the time constraint, do accept the fact that my judgements where measurements are required are solely based on my ability to guesstimate and please do not take me to court for guesstimating the various lengths and weights on your rabbits inaccurately.
While you stay engaged, immersed, indulged, and totally have your eyes on the ribbons, please leave room for a little consciousness and awareness so that you will not run amok if I may mistakenly not select your rabbit for any of the awards. Rest assured, it is totally unintentional (but you could have brought me out for fine dining last evening and now it is too late). What you must also know is that I had a blast last evening and I am so very grateful to my hosts. Picking their rabbits should not be made an issue as I am usually fair and just. Rest assured, I am totally professional as well.
Last but not least, please remember that we are all here having fun at the expense of our rabbits. They are lucky to have survived this long under your care and it is truly their lives we are celebrating today.
Now that I have said all that I can to cover my sorry ass, let the show begin (and be over with) and the (already identified) champ be crowned!
Oh what a judge I would be…