Help! Wild bunny stuck between the cupboards and the refrigerator

dawnnys

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Does anyone have any suggestions about how to get him out?! We've tried to move the refrigerator but it won't budge. He ran in there trying to get away from ME! I have no idea how he got in the house but it's still alive. I tried pushing him out using a broom handle, then gently pulling him out by his tail - nothing. In fact some of his fur came out in my fingers - I swear I did it gently! I think he might be hurt. Oh geesh, how do I get myself into these things. I hate to see him suffer. Randi, any ideas?

 
Could you slip something underneath him in the same direction that he entered? Then pull him out on

it? Poor little tike. He's probably losing his fur because he's scared.

 
that is a delicate situation. what I've done is get whatever piece of wood

you may have in the garage, like trim pieces. what you want is something that will fit under the frig and not leave room for it to go over. you want to block his exit on one side while you slowly push it to an opening and pushing him with it.

it can be a process and take some time. one thing you need to know is that it's in shock. don't release it immediately. there might even be some kind of wild life rescue that you can contact. just like humans, he will need warmth and water and be in an undisturbed place to recoup. have you seen the mother?

I'd be very carefull about moving the frig as it could get crushed. also keep in mind that you are all stressed with hearts racing. try to take a moment, breath and calm yourselves and then continue. if you can, and you don't have to do this outloud, calm and tell it you it's scared but it's life depends on trusting you to get it to safety.

Dawn, if you were able to touch him and not get him out, he may be stuck and you would have to lift the frig, maybe a jack?

I know, but there are several here who know how I work with animals and what I can do. it will sense your intent.

if you need to talk, shoot me a PM and I'll give you my number.

I'm sure you will be able to safely get it out from under. my energy is with you.

 
Dawn, if you are still getting the bunny I should have told you to use a towel and

not your hands. a little and very brave little mouse under our clothes dryer taught me that one.

wish I had been checking in on a more regular basis. I do hope you were succesful with the rescue.

 
Update: He's free!

Thank you for all of your advice...

I came home after being out and went into the bathroom, where the little guy(?) was sitting in the middle of the rug. Somehow the door was even closed behind him so he was safe in there.

He ran over to the wall, in the corner, and with a towel behind him I was able to nudge him into an open paper bag. I did this all before reading your replies, so I had already walked down the street and put him on the grass, under a tree, near where there had been a nest of them last year. It's supposed to be warm and dry tonight, so hopefully Mom will find him and take care of him better than I ever could.

I expected to come home and find he had died - I have no idea how he got out of that spot - he was lodged in there pretty good. I had been talking to him (yes, outloud) because I thought maybe the tone of my voice would soothe him.

What I found amazing is that our cats must've sensed he was hurt and/or scared, and they didn't bother him at all! They didn't even go near him!

Thanks everyone, and especially Randi, who I have a lot of faith in when it comes to innocent and kindred spirits :eek:)

 
don't you just love happy endings! kudos Dawn, you did everything

right. as for how he got in the house to begin with, have you discussed it with the cats yet? I'll bet one of them has the correct answer '-))

so glad the little one is back where he belongs.

big HUGS

 
Couldn't start my breakfast without knowing. My second little kitten found her way behind our

fridge upon her arrival at our apartment. We lived on the 18th floor and were shaking in our boots thinking that she had fallen over the balcony. We looked everywhere, in the apt and on the ground, but failed to look along that tiny crack beside the fridge.

I was so sad, but later that morning, out she came, same way as she went in. Small animals, particularly are very flexible. Later, she used to jump from one balcony to another to visit neighbours, through upright rails that were 5" apart, over a 20" gap of 18 floors below. Freaked me out completely. She was still going strong 21 years later.

I had a baby raccoon trapped in the gate here, with his mom just 1 1/2 feet away. I guess he had grown a bit since the last time he went through. He was completely stuck but I of course, had to rescue him at any risk. I was afraid the mom would attack me. But she didn't, I bent down and opened the gate for him, she just sat there, out he trotted and followed me all summer long.

 
By the way, I find talking to animals, calmly and evenly, is always an excellent way to calm them.

That was a good plan. I find that the wild respond positively, even Martha the duck whom I was teaching to eat 'properly' from my fingers. She learned instantly and even remembered the next year.

We never give them enough credit.

 
that's just great Marg! the mom knew your intent, they always do. I sure miss

the raccoons coming to the back door like they did at the old house.

with five cats it gets interesting here at times. I couldn't talk them out of hunting but did convince them not to hurt or kill. I've made many a dash out of the house with chipmonk or rat stuffed in my pocket smileys/smile.gif

 
What they can learn from us is interesting too. I taught my second cat (the balcony jumper) not

to kill, but she became such a pacifist that when we had malintentioned 'friends' annoying her physically, she just put up with it, without fighting back (until I saw it of course). Other cats could pick on her too, until she saw one of them decided to scratch me when. That one lived to regret it.

Current cat, of 17 years, has been taught not even to chase the chipmunks. This has its downside though and I am careful of it, as I don't want them to think that cats are safe. Yet the animals seem to distinguish among the various pets in the neighbourhood. Funny.

 
that balcony jumping musta been pretty scary to see. awww, a kitty

pacifist, how dear and how amazing. my eldest is around 16 and is such a dear friend. I found a picture of him when he first showed up at our doorstep. I showed it to him and said see Jessie, were both so young and beautiful. Jessie said we are still beautiful, just older... awww

you are so right with them not getting enough credit. as a professional animal communicator, I am constantly awed and humbled by the nobility and wisdom they have.

I'm waiting for permission to post something a dog told me that so touched me I love repeating it.

stay tuned.... smileys/smile.gif

 
permission granted smileys/smile.gif

I worked with Joe's Audrey. Audrey was up in years, arthritis in the hips and going blind and deaf. Joe needed to know how she was doing physically with all of that, worried that she might in pain.

when I was able to "connect" with Audrey, she greeted me with a full body tail wag. something I knew she couldn't actually do in the physical. after getting all of the health info from her I asked if there was anything she wanted to say to Joe and Jacques. this is what she said:

"they make my heart happy, tell them that for me. tell them my heart wags when my body can't."

how special was that girl! everytime I think, "my heart wags", it just makes me fill with gentle love.

 
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