I think it was heart failure. It was very peaceful, very quick, and he was not alone.
Stephen is out in the pet’s resting place, digging a new hole.
Hannah is with her friends at the country fair. She predicted that this would happen when she was gone, and I don’t think she’ll take any satisfaction in having been right.
I’m really going to miss that little rabbit.
Rex is binkying with Peanut at the Rainbow Bridge.
We love you, little man. And we’ll miss you a lot.
He’s 9 1/2 years old, and has been in declining health since January. But up until this morning, he was a very happy bunny, eating, pooping, and running around like usual.
I found when I came home from work. He’s laying next to his food dish, still mostly full of last night’s pellets. His breathing is somewhat labored, though he doesn’t appear to be stressed. His whole body is chilled, and he looks as though he’s sunk in on himself. Occasionally, he’ll dip his head into his water dish to drink, but that’s it.
I’m not sure what to do, but my gut tells me that this could really, truly be the end. A stressful, forty-minute drive to the vet would only make things that much worse, I think.
I just pray his passing, if it comes today, is peaceful. It’s been almost exactly a year since his mate, Peanut, died.
I found him this morning when I came home from work (I work third shift). He’s laying next to his food dish, still mostly full of last night’s pellets. His breathing is somewhat labored, though he doesn’t appear to be stressed. His whole body is chilled. In less than twelve hours, he’s gone from an eating, drinking, pooping, happy rabbit, to this – he looks as though he’s sunk in on himself. Occasionally, he’ll dip his head into his water dish to drink, but that’s it.
I’m not sure what to do. My gut tells me that this could really, truly be the end. He hasn’t been a 100% healthy rabbit for over nine months. I’m debating whether or not a trip to the vet would be a good idea, or would make things worse (he does NOT handle car rides well).
It’s been almost exactly one year since Peanut died.
And thanks to my wonderful family, the zoo crew did just fine without me…
