05/19/2026
Hello friends. ❤️
Some of you may have wondered why The Rabbit Tree has been so quiet for such a long time.
The truth is… life became very big, very fast.
In January of 2024, I survived a ruptured brain aneurysm that nearly killed me. Since then, life has looked very different than it used to. There have been hospitals, surgeries, rehab, vision problems, mobility struggles, and more frustrating moments than I can count. Recovery has been slow, messy, painful, and sometimes very funny in ways I never expected.
Through all of it, the animals remained.
The rabbits still demanded snacks with the confidence of tiny furry landlords.
The cats still acted like they pay the mortgage.
And somewhere in the middle of all the chaos, The Rabbit Tree remained what it has always been:
a home built from love, stubbornness, and second chances.
For a long time, I didn’t know how to come back here. I felt embarrassed that I couldn’t do everything the way I used to. But I’ve realized something important:
The Rabbit Tree was never supposed to be about perfection.
It was always about survival, compassion, humor, and finding beauty in strange little moments — even the chaotic ones.
So I’d like to start posting again.
Not just rescue updates, but stories.
The funny ones.
The heartbreaking ones.
The weird Appalachian wildlife stories.
The rabbit drama.
The cat nonsense.
The moments that make life feel meaningful.
And maybe a few thoughts from a woman who survived having her brain explode and still has to argue with rabbits about hay distribution policies.
Thank you to every person who stayed here quietly while life carried me off course for a while.
I’m still here.
And so are the bunnies. 🐇
Kellie