We’ve done quite a bit this week but it’s all been overshadowed by the death of one of our rabbits, Dusty.
Both rabbits went to the vet to be neutered on Friday and while Morris made a quick recovery, Dusty wouldn’t eat and had to be force fed. The vets didn’t want to release her until she began eating so both rabbits were kept in but then on Sunday morning the vet called to say that Dusty had died. 😦
The poor little thing. There is a very high chance that an un-spayed rabbit can develop some sort of uterus-cancer so it was important that she had the op, it was just a shame that she wasn’t strong enough to cope with it.
After breaking the news to the girls, I drove to the vets to bring them both home. While I was gone, the girls drew pictures for Dusty.
When I got back, I unwrapped Dusty from her towel and we had a little stroke and a goodbye. Even Morris had a little look.
Then we dug a deep hole outside and had a little funeral.
It’s interesting to see how the girls cope with their first death: on being told Dusty had died, D’s first reaction was ‘We can get a new one!”. She has since had a few tears and asked questions about death, God and also got upset about the possibility of J or me dying; M is evidently feeling sad about Dusty’s death but is having difficulty expressing and releasing her emotions. As for me, I miss Dusty so much and keep crying so I’m getting lots of sympathy and cuddles from the J and the girls.