May 31, 2017: A Rabbit & God

~by Susi Pittman

One of the most powerful, spiritual times in my life, came by way of a wild marsh rabbit that was born in the dunes of Saint Augustine Beach. It was a new baby bunny with its eyes still closed, that was robbed from its mothe’rs side and carried off in the jaws of a large six-foot coach whip.

I was watering my plants on the back porch and heard the distressed “peeps” of the bunny. I saw the snake weaving through the high dune grass, making his way right towards me, baby bunny clasped in its mouth. I prepared for battle. Hose in hand, I swung it back and whacked the snake behind his head…he dropped the baby rabbit and he and I went into the grass to retrieve it. I won!

By divine providence, I became the charge of that little creature, the full story I share in Chapter 21 of my book.

The first thing I remember learning from this little rabbit, whom I named Miss Bunny Blueberry, was that she was so much smarter than I ever imagined. She knew her name, she came when I called, she used a litter box, she adopted the cats as her own and vice-versa, she slept with our large dog and she loved dinner parties. Many, many times when we entertained, she would appear in the living room to rest under the coffee table, where she seemed to enjoy the lively sounds of conversation. Unexpecting dinner guests would thrill to her appearance.

She lived a full and long life for a wild rabbit, eating only the finest quality greens and veggies, with a passion for blueberries. She swam in the swimming pool like a “champ” and loved pushing play balls around the room.

Did I mention she was disabled? Yes, the snake had pinched a nerve in her neck, which caused the loss of mobility in her rear left leg. She hobbled through all of her life with great fortitude, I am still today amazed at her incredible “can-do” spirit in all she overcame. God moves in mysterious ways.

Her death was my “watershed” moment to indeed write my book. It was the confirmation for my life given to helping animals, believing all the while that God cared about ALL of His creation and creatures.

It spoke to the miraculous. God showed me in Bunny’s death, “Behold, I make all things new!”

I was prepared to let Bunny go when the time came, so Bunny and I drove to the veterinarian’s office. She was ready too, she lay quietly and without fear as I stoked her ears. Everything in her eyes said she was “good to go.” The injection was made, Bunny slipped peacefully away. I stayed with Bunny for eight or so minutes before my Veterinarian returned. As he put the stethoscope to Bunny’s heart, he said, “She’s gone.” And I said, “I know.”

And then, it happened. Her left rear leg began to move in a running motion….astonishing both myself and the doctor. I asked him if this was maybe a spasmodic thing, and he said “no,” and he was amazed at the life-like rhythm the leg exhibited.

As we watched, the leg that never moved in life, which would drag along uselessly every day, continued to run, beautifully, rhythmically. The doctor, checking for the non-existent heartbeat again said, “This is really something!”

This moment belonged to me.

It was a gift, a signal grace from our Creator.

I was given the realization that Bunny was home. She had made it!

God in His gracious goodness had taken great care to be sure that I knew that!


Susi Pittman is founder of and Owner-President of Twin Oaks Publishing; she is author of Animals in Heaven? Catholics Want to Know!; a member of the St. John’ s Catholic Writers Guild;
a member of the Florida Publishers Association, Independent Book Publishers Association, the National Association of Professional Women, the ASPCA, the National Wildlife Federation, the Humane Society of the United States and the National Audubon society.



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