I’m just grieving here loudly because I don’t know what else to do. Elwood had his eye surgery yesterday and it went very well, I stayed up with him until 12:30am to keep an eye on him while he very slowly shook off the anesthesia.
He passed away very suddenly at 4:30 am. I think he had a heart attack, or managed to severely injure himself.
I don’t have words that express how devastated I am. I’ve just been crying and writing poetry all morning because it’s all I know how to do.
I work in rabbit rescue, and I’ve owned many rabbits. Elwood is the most special, most unique, hilarious, peculiar creature I’ve had the pleasure of knowing. I am so honored that I could be his friend, and I’m so devastated that I will never meet another rabbit like him- and if I do, it still won’t be him.
I prepared myself for death during anesthesia, during surgery, during recovery. I didn’t prepare myself for him to pass suddenly on my bedroom floor. I was so ready to perform all of his after care, to keep things clean and comfortable, to take him to work with me to do his meds during the day. It feels extremely cruel and unfair.
Everyone that has met Elwood is so delighted by how sweet and funny he is. He’ll run over to you and rest his head on your lap and lay there for as long as you’ll pet him. He laid on my bed with me for an hour on Monday, just snoozing while I pet his head.
I feel extremely lost and extremely sad. Elwood is most certainly my heart rabbit, and I wish I would’ve known when our last time together was. I lost his partner Sylvie in December, also extremely suddenly. I feel like I can’t catch a break with rabbits, and I’m deeply envious of those people who do nothing with their rabbits and they live to be 12, 13, 14.
I just needed to ramble and share my hurt with a community that will be able to understand it. Please give your buns some extra love for me.
by mothtea