Rabbits Say Things That We Wouldn’t Say

One of Vox’s rabbit stalkers said, “I want his heart rate to increase to the point where it can’t pump blood anymore.”

Notice, how many of us would say that? When my heart rate increases, I am exhilarated. My muscles are pumped up and poised to contract. I feel energized and alive. If I had an enemy, I would never say, “I hope his heart rate increases!” What bad could come of that?

Likewise, I would just assume that as a heart rate increased, it would increase blood flow. When my heart races, it is racing blood to my muscles, and fixing the exhaustion I have inflicted upon myself. I would assume an increasing heart rate would be beneficial, not detrimental. The idea of connecting an increased heart rate with diminished blood flow would never occur to me.

Now imagine you are a rabbit. Vox just laid out some awful truth. You feel the shock and horror piece your psyche like a knife. Your heart rate increases and you can feel it pounding in your chest. You start to feel fundamentally unwell, and begin to black out. Your arms feel empty and weak, and you can barely lift them. Your legs feel rubbery and weak. The periphery of your visual field is beginning to close in. Your whole body feels as if it isn’t getting enough blood flow, and moreover, it feels as if you would die were it to get worse. You would connect an increased heart rate with all of that bad stuff. I could see eventually connecting it subconsciously with symptoms of a decreased blood flow.

Now imagine if that happened to you all the time.

Suddenly when you want Vox to suffer, you wish an increased heart rate on him, to the point he will have no blood flow at all, which is where you logically assume that sensation is heading. The death this stalker wished on Vox is the most extreme version of what this stalker feels on a regular basis. It is what this stalker thinks would happen to him, if his amygdala were to experience a maximal hijack. He was wishing a hijack on Vox.

These people have to live the most awful lives. Even sensations we associate with life, pleasure, and healing, they innately experience as associated with death, pain, and suffering. If they would just leave other people alone, the pity I would feel for them would be immeasurable. These are the horrors of the hidden lives of rabbits.

In other news, I have fallen way behind in comment moderation and replies over the holiday spam flood. If you commented, be aware it hasn’t been lost, I am just working backward toward it, and I will reply to all recently approved comments soon. Thank you for your patience.

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Bob Wallace
9 years ago

I, too, have noticed rabbits become physically ill over the most trivial things – seeing someone eat meat, ethnic jokes. Such things make them feel sick!

Dave
Dave
9 years ago

In my experience, small animals in peril act competently, applying all sorts of instinctual tricks to break free, not giving up until they’re dead. E.g. a cat hears two chipmunks quarreling in the weeds, barges in, and snatches one. I catch the cat and free the chipmunk. For a few seconds this chipmunk performs a twitchy rabid zombie dance in front of the unrestrained cat, who forgets that this rodent was perfectly healthy 20 seconds ago. Chipmunk suddenly bolts, and the cat runs after but fails to catch it.

Has anyone observered or provoked an amygdala hijack in a rabbit or other small animal?