Hi! My name is Lizzie and I hold treasured memories with my human family and with Kelly, my best friend. I was a black lop bunny who had the wrong gender assigned to me. I was actually a boy but my humans didn’t want to rename me, so Lizzie stuck.

It was dumb luck that I was chosen to go home with Kelly. I remember that we were just babies and very scared. Our humans seemed to know how to take care of us and the day that we came to our new house, I was so worn out that I flopped on my side and was in a very deep sleep. Kathleen saw me and initially thought that I had died of a heart attack from being in a new place and being so scared. Christine began to cry because I was so still but then I jumped up after she touched me a few times and everybody was very relieved.

Kelly and I grew up and had a wonderful place to live. I loved food more than anything else, petting included. After about three years, I began to put on too much weight and after a while it was getting hard to breathe. I stopped running around a lot. My humans say that I was always a very relaxed, lazy bunny who never met a stranger. I would hop up to anyone who entered the house to say hello, sit up on my back legs and was the best bunny ambassador you could ask for. I amazed humans with my friendliness and intelligence. You would be friendly too if like me, you were never harmed a single day of your life. Aside from food and petting, I loved to groom everyone. My family loved to get on the floor with me and allow me to groom them.

My health was getting worse and I developed a runny eye. We didn’t know of any exotic animal vets and I had never been diagnosed as anything but healthy. Kathleen took me to a regular vet who tried eye drops. They didn’t help and he referred me to an exotic animal vet. Wow, I was a sick bunny. This vet told us that I was obese, that I had pneumonia and a bacterial infection through my system. I was put on a diet and given a couple of antibiotics to take each day.

I didn’t like having my food reduced and I fought Kathleen and Robbie every time they gave me my medicine. Slowly, I began to feel better. I could breathe much easier and it felt good to lose a few ounces. It was fun to run around again and my humans said that I was acting like a young bunny. I went back to the vet and he wanted me to continue that nasty medicine and lose some more weight. I did both and really felt great. I could now run up and down the stairs again. I followed my dear Kelly upstairs one day and she showed me everything. I had forgotten how big upstairs was. We also snuck into a room where we are not supposed to go. Kathleen was so excited to see me so happy and running around that she didn’t even care and let us see and smell the room.

I returned to the vet and he was very happy with my progress. He said that I could stop my medicine but to lose just a couple more ounces. That was great news. I came home and a couple nights later, didn’t feel so well. Kathleen noticed and was very concerned but there was no emergency vet who understood bunnies that she could take me to see. The next morning, Kathleen was going to take me back to my vet as soon as they opened but I broke my humans’ hearts and died just before they could take me. I know that they were devastated at losing me and my Kelly took it very hard and stayed close to the spot where I had passed away for days. My humans understood how important it was for Kelly to understand what had happened to me and they let her see me and spend a lot of time with me before they took my body away. It was Christmas time and the vet was leaving for a two week trip that day so my family had no choice but to bury me and not do a necropsy. I will always have a very special place with them. I was a very special bunny, a real comedian. I know that Kelly is safe and has another friend, I’m glad that my family did that for her. I also know that Kathleen is learning everything she can about bunnies’ medical conditions and is working to help bunnies find homes and for humans to learn about how special we are.

I had a short, terrific life and am flattered to always be known as Lizzie, The Great One.