Life is short and so fragile...think I might be losing one of me bunnies. Woke this morning to see something all too familiar when I was feeding them. The helplessness in the limbs and the anguish of the little fella trying to squirm its way around the place. 6 years ago I had another rabbit and I still seems like yesterday when my dad came in woke me up saying the bunny is sick. There she was, her front 2 legs totally unable to move and she seems to be in some sorta pain. There was nothing the vet could do except precribe medications and told us to force feed her. When animals are sick they tend to lose all appetite for food and drink. 2 weeks later she finally died in my dad's arms. Both my dad and the rabbit sorta grew attached to one another as my dad would be the one to feed her at night. The little one was hanging on the whole day as if to wait for my dad to return from work before breathing her last breath. Called the vet and all appointments are fully booked till Sunday morning. Hope she can hang on till then...though I am not hopefull for any miracles. I sort of know it deep down that these few days might be her last. Will be doing my best to nurse her till the doctor's visit then we'll know what's going on although I know what the outcome would be.
And the funny thing is when the clinic receptionist asked what was the name of my pet, my mind went blank because I never gave them names...both of them are sisters so they are totally identical and the only thing that sets them apart is the character but other than that the physical appearance is a mirror image. So I just uttered "fur"...which happened to be the name of my last bunny...
Hang in there little one...
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