bunnykin
Young Bun
My little Simba is having an 'episode', as I've come to think of them. I don't know what causes them but I'm sure that once he's not feeling right he then feels worse out of anxiety that I'll pick him up and syringe things into his mouth. He hates being handled. I'm trying to avoid the vets now as although they're very nice and I think they are as good as I'm going to get locally they never actually know what is wrong and I think that on balance the distress taking him causes him is not worth it when I can give him stuff and a short while later he bounces back. When he's not having an episode he is so bright and happy. Particularly worried tonight as he was having an episode and panting and it was quite easy for me to catch him (it's usually very difficult). I can't be sure he wasn't panting out of panic that I was coming back into bedroom to check on him, or whether he was in pain or discomfort. About an hour ago I gave him metacam, zantac, infacol and fibreplex. He was lying down in between me syringing him each item, which isn't usual. He's such a special boy. He's maybe 6 or 7. I've spent most of the past year thinking he's about to die and then he bounces back. He hasn't yet come out of the bedroom since I gave him his meds. I don't want to go in and check on him again yet as I don't want to upset him and for me it is so upsetting seeing him in discomfort - I don't even know if he's in pain.
I only tend to come on this site when he's having an episode and it's particularly worrying me. It's so upsetting reading about the grief and desperation people feel when their buns aren't right and how helpless we feel. Yet it's also the only place where people understand.
He could come in here any minute binkying about - I hope he does.
Please send him some vibes - he's such a special little boy and I have such admiration for how he's bounced back so cheerfully so many times after I've handled him and syringed him.
I only tend to come on this site when he's having an episode and it's particularly worrying me. It's so upsetting reading about the grief and desperation people feel when their buns aren't right and how helpless we feel. Yet it's also the only place where people understand.
He could come in here any minute binkying about - I hope he does.
Please send him some vibes - he's such a special little boy and I have such admiration for how he's bounced back so cheerfully so many times after I've handled him and syringed him.