My sweet bunny was nearly 10 and has had Gi problems and on meds for a year now. He took a blockage in his tear duct so as responsible owners took him to vet where he got eye cream and an anti inflammatory injection. We made an appointment for the following week and just before we took him he was playing with his blanket and didn’t look right. The vet checked him over said she could feel gas and gave him another injection. Next day we took him back he had eaten a little and had water and he got a steroid injection but still had quite a bit of gas and his stomach was enlarged.
We took him home and I finished my work late and I sat with a warm hot water bottle next to him. We called the emergency vet twice but just an answerphone (we had unfortunately called the wrong mobile number).
I put him in his carry case and lay on the couch beside him. I fell asleep and woke at 4am and he jumped out ran round then I put him in. I must have dozed again and woke at six and he looked terrible. We called emergency vet again the right number and she came as quick as she could due to snow. By this time he was convulsing
We eventually got the vet to put him to sleep but I have not stopped crying. He had bloat and I hate the thought of the pain he must have had before died.
I loved him so so much and feel so bad we didn’t get him put to sleep sooner I keep thinking of his death and how horrible it was for such a fantastic wee lad. I am so racked with guilt and sadness
We took him home and I finished my work late and I sat with a warm hot water bottle next to him. We called the emergency vet twice but just an answerphone (we had unfortunately called the wrong mobile number).
I put him in his carry case and lay on the couch beside him. I fell asleep and woke at 4am and he jumped out ran round then I put him in. I must have dozed again and woke at six and he looked terrible. We called emergency vet again the right number and she came as quick as she could due to snow. By this time he was convulsing
We eventually got the vet to put him to sleep but I have not stopped crying. He had bloat and I hate the thought of the pain he must have had before died.
I loved him so so much and feel so bad we didn’t get him put to sleep sooner I keep thinking of his death and how horrible it was for such a fantastic wee lad. I am so racked with guilt and sadness