Ode to Oliver🥰 the trash collector bun. (TW: pet loss)

As many of you may recognize Oliver, he’s had a somewhat long and complicated medical history.

I got Oliver when I was 20, about 10 years ago. He was a happy and healthy bun for many years. Him and his sister loved cuddles, treats, and many mornings I’d find them under my covers when I woke up in the morning. We had to keep all trash under lock and key 😆 because he loooooved eating from the trash can!!! Which is where his nickname is from lol.

A couple years ago he was diagnosed with glaucoma and as time has progressed, I’ve noticed his desire to engage decrease. He still enjoyed the occasional snuggle and treat, and loved his sister so so much.

Recently, I felt as though Oliver was just existing. Once in a while he’d perk up and have good days, but I finally decided to make the final act of kindness and let him go with dignity and a bit of enjoyment left out of life.

To say I am heartbroken is putting it lightly. I am trying my best to be kind to myself but even his sister is grieving. I got her a stuffy weeks ago they have been grooming so hopefully that will help the grieving process.

Thank you to everyone who has followed our journey so far. He was a good and loving boy and I am so blessed to have had a bunny like him. To be loved and trusted by a prey animal is an indescribable feeling.

I love you Lolli boy 🥰