Fellie
Warren Veteran
Does anyone get this - having to medicate 9 rabbits daily for a month is beginning to do my head in - everynight its the same struggle with 2 out of our 9 buns being very easy, then ranging from not too bad to downright impossible and the impossible one being Bobo who really does need treatment.
It takes two of us - and Bobo is honestly a beast and thrashes around like you wouldn't believe (and that is just trying to put him into a bunny burrito) and I am terrified he is going to hurt himself and the fear is making me angry at him although I would never ever show that anger at him - but the wall has taken a few punches.
Both hubby and I are feeling such failures - yes, somehow we are getting the meds in but in the process the buns are getting scared of us, and we are beginning to resent them and the pleasure in having them is waning. Hubby and I are taking our frustrations out on each other now which does not help the stress factor either - and hubby has blurted out 'I hate those 'bleeping' rabbits'. I know he doesn't - nor do I - but at that moment in time....
And yet- I am sitting here at work, worrying again about them and dreading going home to start the whole drama again - and I miss them and just want to be with them and reassure them that mummy and daddy haven't turned into nasty rabbit-eating monsters. I do love them so much - but the whole meds giving issue is really making me think if we should even have rabbits if we find this part of it so flaming stressful.
No point to this really - just feeling a bit useless, and tearful about the whole thing. We are already 1/2 way through the first week so it will go quickly enough - after that, all depends on if Bobo gets the all clear on the EC.
It takes two of us - and Bobo is honestly a beast and thrashes around like you wouldn't believe (and that is just trying to put him into a bunny burrito) and I am terrified he is going to hurt himself and the fear is making me angry at him although I would never ever show that anger at him - but the wall has taken a few punches.
Both hubby and I are feeling such failures - yes, somehow we are getting the meds in but in the process the buns are getting scared of us, and we are beginning to resent them and the pleasure in having them is waning. Hubby and I are taking our frustrations out on each other now which does not help the stress factor either - and hubby has blurted out 'I hate those 'bleeping' rabbits'. I know he doesn't - nor do I - but at that moment in time....
And yet- I am sitting here at work, worrying again about them and dreading going home to start the whole drama again - and I miss them and just want to be with them and reassure them that mummy and daddy haven't turned into nasty rabbit-eating monsters. I do love them so much - but the whole meds giving issue is really making me think if we should even have rabbits if we find this part of it so flaming stressful.
No point to this really - just feeling a bit useless, and tearful about the whole thing. We are already 1/2 way through the first week so it will go quickly enough - after that, all depends on if Bobo gets the all clear on the EC.
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