Katie and I had just left the house. We were driving down the street, hadn't even reached the end of our block, when we saw something that made our hearts sink. A bunny had been hit by a car (it seemed) and its back legs were broken. The bunny was trying to drag itself over to the side of the road using it's two front legs.
Katie and I glanced at each other.
"What do you want me to do?" I wailed, thinking this was not a good start to our day. And knowing Katie, she'd want me to do something. I wanted to do something, but I didn't want to get blood everywhere or risk being bitten by a frantic bunny.
"Stop and pick it up! At least help it get off the road." Katie begged me.
There were two options. One - Do nothing and let nature take its course. Teach Katie that life sucks and living, dying, getting run over by cars, is all part of the show. I knew, though, that we'd both spend the rest of the day, the rest of the next few days, wondering about the bunny and feeling horrible. So, that was never really a choice.
Two - Go back, pick up the bunny, take it to the vet, and ask if they would quickly put it out of it's misery.
I turned the car around, parked, and Katie grabbed two plastic bags from the glove compartment.
The bunny was badly injured but still breathing. As I wrapped up the bloody bits, the bunny seemed resigned to its fate and didn't try to bite or fight in anyway. I had to fight back big tears (don't let the kid see you cry!). Katie got back in the passenger seat and I put the bunny in her lap.
"Just rub him right around his ears, it seems to calm him," I said.
She rubbed his ears gently and talked to him kindly as I swerved to avoid bumps in the road.
"You're sure you're okay with this, Katie?"
"Well, yeah. I want to be a vet so I'm going to have to get used to this kind of thing."
I drove to Ark Animal Hospital . Though I've only been there one time with Diablo, I remembered them as being very kind...from the receptionist to the assistants to the doctors, everyone was friendly and patient.
We took the bunny in and the receptionist thanked us for stopping to help the bunny, and assured Katie they would quickly put an end to his suffering.
We returned an hour later, camera in hand; Ark Animal had taken a really crappy incident and made a little girl feel a whole lot better about the way nature and humans work.
And this time around, Tim, the manager, was kind enough to give Katie a tour of the hospital.
And I have to say, Katie really made my day. She was so tender with the bunny, and kept her emotions in check, and was able to take a concept that boggles most us and chalk it up to 'just a part of life'. But that doesn't mean you can't be compassionate along the way.
So to Ark Animal Hospital, and to Katie, I say Thank You!