My bunny, Ziggy, just died early in the morning today and I feel so guilty. He was 12 years old when he died. I got him when he was 6 years old from my high school FFA chapter because he was biting students. He was my baby and I loved him so so much. I was his person. I was the only person he would sleep with, would let pick him up, and cut his nails. But I feel so guilty that he died at home and that we didn’t get to him in time to put him down at the vet. And that I wasn’t able to be with him(I’m 16 hours away at college). He started becoming a little lethargic and withdrawn over the last couple of days and was slowing down on eating and having some trouble with incontinence.
He had an appointment to be put down tomorrow morning but my mom got home from work yesterday afternoon and found him laying on his side with his breathing slow. She made the decision to keep him at home and not rush to the vet because he wasn’t showing signs of pain and the vet has always been a very very stressful place for him . And I trust her judgment on that. She’s a vet, just not actively practicing but she was in private practice for 15 years before going back to teach. She kept him warm and stayed holding him the whole night till he died while I stayed on FaceTime. And he looked so peaceful. Like he lost consciousness a couple of hours before he died and didn’t have the death rattle when he died. He just simply didn’t take another breath. But I still feel so much guilt thinking what if he was in pain and I keep wishing that we just had made that damn appointment earlier. Anyway, here’s my little bugger. Please give all your little buns a big smooch from me tonight
by conflictw_SOmom