Saturday, November 13, 2010

Sage ATB.

I don't have a lot of words at the moment.

I can only cut/paste what I posted to Petbunny.

I'm halfway between numb and crying at the mo. I'm sure nervous breakdown is around the corner somewhere.
 
I generally go to my brother's place on Saturday's to watch "Hockey Night in Canada" (two Canadian teams (min) playing back to back) on his monsterous HD tv. It's an hour'ish drive. This afternoon it was an early start so instead of taking a nap after lunch like I normally do, I just made tea, planned a stop at Timmy's, packed up and left. I got gas at the gas station in the village and was halfway to Yarrow when my Dad called. I normally don't answer the phone when driving but Forrest had been texting me bunches so I figured it was him and pulled over. No, it was my Dad to say Edith from the Park called to say there's smoke coming from my trailer. She's worried about Sage. We won't discuss velocity in which I travelled back.
 
By the time I got back, it was beyond unsafe to enter. Smoke was wisping out of the strangest places, but we couldn't see flames.. but the windows were all black from soot and smoke. It was obvious nothing could have survived, but I wanted to check anyway. Lawrence (the male half of land management) said no way Jose. Which, of course, was the right decision. I think it was 20 minutes later when our volunteer fire fighters got on scene, followed by Chilliwack fire fighters a few minutes later. Once it was established no human life was inside, they started the tactics on how to handle it. They ended up breaking the front windows (at this point my gallow's humour thought 'My Mum's poor curtains, they survived rabbit teeth to go to haven by fire.') and smoke billowed out and then we could see flames.  As it wasn't risking any other structure, they were mostly happy to let it burn itself out - but apparently my trailer was just too well built to do that in any hurry.
 
So, then became the war to get in to said trailer. Let me tell you, I'd had more than one nightmare about living in a home with no "security door" ala apartment building. (And we all know how secure THOSE are!!) The firemen tried kicking. They tried axe. They tried *chainsaw* and in the end one came over and asked if I happened to have a key. Yeah, that's how they had to open the door.
 
They found Sage, miscommunication and for a moment I was told she was actually alive. No, she wasn't. The firefighters placed her in her carry cage and brought her out. She looked pretty darn peaceful, no whites in her eyes, not even pinned pupils.. so all things, considered I guess.. as peaceful as she could go in the given situation. And I know Scout is hopping around up there saying "Look Sage! I have a bacon tree!" (Okay, now I"m crying) My neighbours insisted on burying her for me so I wouldn't have to. Some of these people I'd never met, but they *ALL* offered me couch to sleep in.. spare bedroom.. one guy offered me the use of his motorhome. Insurance would have paid for a hotel room, Dad offered the same. (He happened to be working) But.. I stank of burnt stuff, my clothes and myself were covered in black crap.. I just wanted a shower and to wash clothes.. so I may as well abuse my brother's home.
 
My friends, my family, my brother's friends.. have all been incredible. Thank you.  

13 comments:

  1. Oh, Lorna... *HUGS*

    I am so sorry to hear of your loss and of poor Sage's passing. A situation like that is every homeowner's and every pet owner's nightmare. You and Sage are in thoughts and prayers. I know I cannot ease the pain, but if there is anything I can contribute to help get you back on your feet, please let me know.

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  2. Lorna this is heartbreaking. I'm so sorry for what you have been through and sending big hugs your way. The kindness if strangers ( and family) will get you through this.
    Xxx

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  3. I am so sorry to here about Sage, and about everything! Thinking of you.

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  4. Sage left paw prints on the hearts of so many.
    You both are in our thoughts.

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  5. Sage was the coolest bunny I never got to meet. She was an incredible character. My heart weeps with you and your loss. Many hugs and nose bonks from Texas. I know Sage and Scout are both watching over you now, missing you too.

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  6. I'm so sorry. This is nightmare I think every one of us carries in the back of our mind each time we leave the house, even for just a minute. It sounds like sweet Sage didn't suffer, at least. Hold onto even the tiniest of blessings right now, and know that you did what you could. The bunny bloggers are here for you, so ask for anything you need. Sage would want that for you.

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  7. oh thats just terrible, we will all miss sweet little sage

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  8. This is one of the most tragic things I've ever heard of. My heart goes out to you more than words can say. I thin Bunnygirl is right, this is everyone's worst fear every time we leave the house.

    I can't imagine what you're going through. Let me know if there's anything I can do.

    My sincerest, deepest sympathy.

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  9. OMG what a horrible story. All the way across the ocean, in a tiny country called The Netherlands, I'm crying now. Sage gone. Such a unique bunny. I still remember you wrote about her cuddled up behind your back, sleeping peacefully together.

    She'all always be near you, I'm sure.

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  10. OMG. So sorry for you and Sage. I'm crying. I know your heart is broken. I hope you find some peace knowing you gave her a great life.

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  11. I'm so sorry. I can only imagine how frightening that must have been for you. At least Sage went peacefully and, from the sounds of it, quickly. My condolences.

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  12. I´m so sorry for your loss and for litle Sage passing away. My condolences.

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