It’s been a week and a half since i lost my bun to, likely, a gi statis incident of some sort while i was away for the weekend. She was pooping only outside of her litter box, and if i was home I would have noticed and done something. I did have a sitter, but she did not know what to look out for.
This is Teddy’s bedroom that I eventually began to share with her as my office. I was with her everyday. Every single time I pass her room i instinctually look in there for her. Sometimes I have a slipper or another shoe that I almost think is her for a second and that this has all been a mistake. Or I hear a noise and I think oh no Teddy is on my desk again throwing notebooks on the floor. I wish she was.
I haven’t even been able to clean up the poops on the floor or touch anything that belonged to her bc I worry of losing those reminders of her and how I lost her so suddenly. I try to avoid working in there now too.
Does anyone have advice on what I do to move forward. She was such a big part of my life.
by bunnygorl28