XMissySJx
Wise Old Thumper
I can't believe i'm actually writing this, it doesn't seem real. I adopted Bertie on August 15th, and within days we were like best friends. Over the next few weeks we spent every day together, with me being at home because of my ME, and him being in my lounge because he wasn't neutered yet, I was around him all the time. He was energetic, naughty, funny, and the sweetest little bun.
I fell in love with the little guy, totally and absolutely. He made me laugh, made me smile, and watching him play with his little jumps, go to the toybox and get himself out the toys he wanted, watching him run up and down the stairs was just wonderful.
Yesterday, he went for his neuter. I wasn't worried. I didn't even get up to say goodbye, my Mum took him for 8am while I was asleep, I find mornings very hard because of my health. And at 11:30, I had a phone call to say that he had died under GA. They had barely just turned him over, and his heart stopped.
I feel totally, and utterly broken. It's such a different kind of grief to anything I have experienced because I feel so robbed, so completely robbed of his life with me. We were supposed to have years and years. That's why I went for a younger rabbit. He was barely nine months old.
I am so sorry Bertie. I miss you so much already and I can't even get my head around that I'll never see you again.
I fell in love with the little guy, totally and absolutely. He made me laugh, made me smile, and watching him play with his little jumps, go to the toybox and get himself out the toys he wanted, watching him run up and down the stairs was just wonderful.
Yesterday, he went for his neuter. I wasn't worried. I didn't even get up to say goodbye, my Mum took him for 8am while I was asleep, I find mornings very hard because of my health. And at 11:30, I had a phone call to say that he had died under GA. They had barely just turned him over, and his heart stopped.
I feel totally, and utterly broken. It's such a different kind of grief to anything I have experienced because I feel so robbed, so completely robbed of his life with me. We were supposed to have years and years. That's why I went for a younger rabbit. He was barely nine months old.
I am so sorry Bertie. I miss you so much already and I can't even get my head around that I'll never see you again.
Losing a rabbit under anaesthetic (for spay/neuter especially) is close to being one of my worst nightmares for rabbits. 
