My wife left me and the house bun's just over a month ago now and i'm finding it a struggle, it's bad enough watching your wife leave and say things you never thought she'd say which hurt, anyway in our time we had some real downs with bun's becoming ill etc but we both had each other and got through the pain together, things are slightly different now as i'm on my own and my worst fears have just stepped in front of me, or should i say stamped on me as that's how it feels, anyway our two bun's don't have front teeth and often get dirty around the rear end, this was easy to sort out when we were together but now i'm facing it on my own, the other day he got bad so i attempted the impossible and rapped him in a towel, he kick out and the next thing i knew was the walls in the house started to change to a red colour, panick kicks in for me, rush to vets, he'd ripped a nail off which bled like mad, anyway i sorted that out and at the time it made me feel so ill with stress that i must admit that the thought of rehoming my bun's popped into my head even know this is against all i believe in in life.
A week went by and i started to feel alittle better in myself and was starting to come to terms with the fact that my wife had left, i'd have to sell the nice car we have and get a cheaper one, maybe selling the house and everything that comes with a Divorce.
Anyway a trip to the vets was coming up again because my female needed a VHD jab, all went ok but the vet wanted her back in to clean her ears out, so a date was fixed and it went down hill from this point on, she had her ears done Monday afternoon, i picked her up along with loads of drugs for the pain, i was expecting that that night was going to be hard and all i could think about was dinner time, would she eat?, well she had a little but it was only when stuffed under her nose, i stuck her in a cage that night so i could see just what she'd eaten and poo'd and wee'd out of the other end, i woke at 06.00 this morning and she hadn't eaten much if any, 3 poo's in poo tray and no wee, oh know here we go again!!!!
I took her to the vet straight away explained what she hadn't done, i called this afternoon and she'd still not eaten by herself, she was showing signs of intrest towards it and had been drinking which i guess is one good thing, sadley no poos though, i have to call in the morning to find out how she's doing and i'm dreading that call.
I don't know why i'm telling you all this but then i guess because i've no one else to tell, i feel sick with what's gone on and i'm finding it so hard to cope with, i know i have to for the sake of my bun's though.
Thanks for reading my dribble. P.S. Any single females in Berkshire want a date!! Male, age 34, slim, hopefully two House Bun's, if she pulls through, mad on Rabbits (rare in the male world!!), kind, caring, love the countryside and wildlife and enjoys the slow life!!. Only joking but the offers there.
A week went by and i started to feel alittle better in myself and was starting to come to terms with the fact that my wife had left, i'd have to sell the nice car we have and get a cheaper one, maybe selling the house and everything that comes with a Divorce.
Anyway a trip to the vets was coming up again because my female needed a VHD jab, all went ok but the vet wanted her back in to clean her ears out, so a date was fixed and it went down hill from this point on, she had her ears done Monday afternoon, i picked her up along with loads of drugs for the pain, i was expecting that that night was going to be hard and all i could think about was dinner time, would she eat?, well she had a little but it was only when stuffed under her nose, i stuck her in a cage that night so i could see just what she'd eaten and poo'd and wee'd out of the other end, i woke at 06.00 this morning and she hadn't eaten much if any, 3 poo's in poo tray and no wee, oh know here we go again!!!!
I took her to the vet straight away explained what she hadn't done, i called this afternoon and she'd still not eaten by herself, she was showing signs of intrest towards it and had been drinking which i guess is one good thing, sadley no poos though, i have to call in the morning to find out how she's doing and i'm dreading that call.
I don't know why i'm telling you all this but then i guess because i've no one else to tell, i feel sick with what's gone on and i'm finding it so hard to cope with, i know i have to for the sake of my bun's though.
Thanks for reading my dribble. P.S. Any single females in Berkshire want a date!! Male, age 34, slim, hopefully two House Bun's, if she pulls through, mad on Rabbits (rare in the male world!!), kind, caring, love the countryside and wildlife and enjoys the slow life!!. Only joking but the offers there.
