I've had buns in my life since I was 4 years old and they've come and gone (passing away naturally at a good old age) I've lost two this year and it is always upsetting no matter how long they've been with me. I try to look at it now as their passing away, whilst sad, is to make space for another bunny that would be waiting in a rescue, to have the opportunity of a lovely home. The bunny that passed can never be replaced in terms of character etc... but sort of like, they've had their turn now it's sunbun elses opportunity.
Just my thoughts on this.
Just my thoughts on this.