She was such a funny little thing. She had so much personality and she was an indoor rabbit so she was involved in all of the hustle and bustle of the house. I’d actually made her an appointment with the vet for yesterday as I was worried she’d lost weight, even though she was still eating. She’d needed her teeth doing once before so I thought maybe they’d got a bit long and were irritating her and that was why. She was absolutely fine Sunday morning (eating hay and snatching a bit of dried apple) and then suddenly she wasn’t. I think she might have had a heart attack. We tried to get her to the emergency vets but she died in the car.
I just feel really guilty now. If I’d have known it was going to be that quick I probably would have just left her in her house and she could have passed away there, instead of being put in a carrier and taken in the car. I can’t help thinking that maybe if I’d made her an appointment for last week then she might have been ok, even though deep down I know that’s unlikely. She was due a check up with the vet (just a standard thing) over the summer too, but didn’t have it due to lockdown. Maybe if that had gone ahead (not that I’m blaming the vets at all, they weren’t allowed to do them) they’d have spotted something then.
I’ve now got a boy bunny on his own, and I’m not sure what to do about him either. I’m wary of trying to put him in with a baby rabbit and I don’t know how easy it would be to rehome an adult girl rabbit, but I think he’ll be miserable being on his own. I didn’t think I’d have to worry about this for a while, she was only 6.
I don’t really know why I’m posting, I know people are going through a lot worse at the moment. I’m just really bloody sad about it.