Hi everyone please be gentle I am heartbroken and emotionally very fragile at the moment after losing one of my bunnies, and it’s all my fault as if id made different decision I could maybe/likely have saved her and got her through the trauma.
End of last week, I let a couple of my rabbits out of their enclosure for some free roam time in the garden (which they love). This pair are 6 year old lionhead bunny sisters – I’ve had them 3 years after agreeing to adopt from friend of a friend who no longer wanted them. I was in the garden at the same time, pottering about. It was approx. 2:45pm. I nipped inside to get something, and as walked back out saw a fox streaking across the garden and into the rabbit enclosure, where one of my rabbits had run back into. I of course screamed, shouted and ran straight across – the fox was like a heat seeking missile and it all happened so fast and fox was in enclosure pinning rabbit down and rabbit screaming (I am trying to block that out). The fox ran off, empty handed. I located my bunny from the enclosure where she was now cowering in a corner, and brought her inside to check for injuries. There was no blood, nothing obvious, just some lose clumps of hair (she was lionhead with very thick winter coat). I gave her some painkillers which I have always have in stock for my bunnies and guinea pigs. I sat with her a while, cuddling, stroking, continually checking her coat and skin for anything, and after about 15 mins put her back in her enclosure with her sister. I kept an eye on her for rest of afternoon and evening continually popping back out to check on her. She was very quiet and sat in same place mostly in straw and hay, but was moving periodically, cuddling up to her sister, grooming each other and she was nibbling at her food, ate some of her dry food, some apple and some romaine lettuce that I gave her. The enclosure they live in is a large omlet enclosure. I debating bringing them in for the night, I did start to get an indoor set up started that evening, and went to get her to check on again and give more medication (was about midnight by this point/last check so was able to re-medicate). Again she was moving and they were grooming each other, but she was still quiet. When I brought her into the house at this point she got quite stressed and agitated. I decided that maybe it was best to leave in enclosure rather than bring inside, as it seemed to stress her out being inside, rather than the enclosure they knew.
Fast forward to the morning, when I checked in on them about 8am, I found her deceased, lying on her side, eyes open.
I am now absolutely bereft, heartbroken, racked with guilt, regret, shame, depression and cant stop crying, I am struggling to eat and sleep, and it’s effecting me at work.
I feel I completely made the wrong decision not bringing them into the house rather than leaving outside in the enclosure. I’m not sure what happened but assume possibly the fox returned and maybe scared them sniffing around the enclosure (obviously which was secure and fox they would not get in), and she maybe went into shock at some point in the evening, and had heart attack.
I feel so stupid that I made the wrong judgement and didn’t bring inside, and so regretful of my actions. I genuinely don’t know how to move on from this and I’m beating myself up morning until night.
The surviving bunny sister is doing ok, albeit quiet - she is eating, drinking etc and I am spending as much with her as I can. What is concerning me though is the body of her sister is still in the enclosure, as everyday the surviving sister I do observe her still sitting next to her, and grooming her, and it’s been 7 days now, is this normal? (I haven’t removed body yet because of this, but given time of year and low temperatures no decomposition has set in, and to be honest I'm having hard time with acceptance of what to do).
Thank you for reading if you have got this far, I really needed to write this down and get in out. I don’t know if anyone has any words at all they can offer, again I know I made the wrong choice that evening, I don’t know how to come to terms with that at all. I love my pets so much and spend so much time in evenings and weekends looking after them and always looking to improve their lives, and it all feels for nothing when I made a poor judgement and my bunny needed me the most. If anyone can offer anything to help me come to terms with the above i would really appreciate, thank you.
End of last week, I let a couple of my rabbits out of their enclosure for some free roam time in the garden (which they love). This pair are 6 year old lionhead bunny sisters – I’ve had them 3 years after agreeing to adopt from friend of a friend who no longer wanted them. I was in the garden at the same time, pottering about. It was approx. 2:45pm. I nipped inside to get something, and as walked back out saw a fox streaking across the garden and into the rabbit enclosure, where one of my rabbits had run back into. I of course screamed, shouted and ran straight across – the fox was like a heat seeking missile and it all happened so fast and fox was in enclosure pinning rabbit down and rabbit screaming (I am trying to block that out). The fox ran off, empty handed. I located my bunny from the enclosure where she was now cowering in a corner, and brought her inside to check for injuries. There was no blood, nothing obvious, just some lose clumps of hair (she was lionhead with very thick winter coat). I gave her some painkillers which I have always have in stock for my bunnies and guinea pigs. I sat with her a while, cuddling, stroking, continually checking her coat and skin for anything, and after about 15 mins put her back in her enclosure with her sister. I kept an eye on her for rest of afternoon and evening continually popping back out to check on her. She was very quiet and sat in same place mostly in straw and hay, but was moving periodically, cuddling up to her sister, grooming each other and she was nibbling at her food, ate some of her dry food, some apple and some romaine lettuce that I gave her. The enclosure they live in is a large omlet enclosure. I debating bringing them in for the night, I did start to get an indoor set up started that evening, and went to get her to check on again and give more medication (was about midnight by this point/last check so was able to re-medicate). Again she was moving and they were grooming each other, but she was still quiet. When I brought her into the house at this point she got quite stressed and agitated. I decided that maybe it was best to leave in enclosure rather than bring inside, as it seemed to stress her out being inside, rather than the enclosure they knew.
Fast forward to the morning, when I checked in on them about 8am, I found her deceased, lying on her side, eyes open.
I am now absolutely bereft, heartbroken, racked with guilt, regret, shame, depression and cant stop crying, I am struggling to eat and sleep, and it’s effecting me at work.
I feel I completely made the wrong decision not bringing them into the house rather than leaving outside in the enclosure. I’m not sure what happened but assume possibly the fox returned and maybe scared them sniffing around the enclosure (obviously which was secure and fox they would not get in), and she maybe went into shock at some point in the evening, and had heart attack.
I feel so stupid that I made the wrong judgement and didn’t bring inside, and so regretful of my actions. I genuinely don’t know how to move on from this and I’m beating myself up morning until night.
The surviving bunny sister is doing ok, albeit quiet - she is eating, drinking etc and I am spending as much with her as I can. What is concerning me though is the body of her sister is still in the enclosure, as everyday the surviving sister I do observe her still sitting next to her, and grooming her, and it’s been 7 days now, is this normal? (I haven’t removed body yet because of this, but given time of year and low temperatures no decomposition has set in, and to be honest I'm having hard time with acceptance of what to do).
Thank you for reading if you have got this far, I really needed to write this down and get in out. I don’t know if anyone has any words at all they can offer, again I know I made the wrong choice that evening, I don’t know how to come to terms with that at all. I love my pets so much and spend so much time in evenings and weekends looking after them and always looking to improve their lives, and it all feels for nothing when I made a poor judgement and my bunny needed me the most. If anyone can offer anything to help me come to terms with the above i would really appreciate, thank you.