2007-08-23 :: 5:30 p.m.
My Bunny Died

Muffin passed away some time between 2 am and 9 am.

We had sat up w/her last night, holding her and she was very groggy. She purred a few times when I held her but she seemed out of it.

Kevin got up to walk the dogs and I went to check on her, thinking she would be in less of a fog this morning. She was very still and I sort of knew. I picked her up, she was still soft but cold. She has always been a little hotbox.

I shook her a few times, called her name which is funny because I hated the name 'Muffin'. It seemed mean to change her name when I got her even though she never seemed to respond to it. She responded to me or the shaking of her treat bag.

When I saw that her front teeth were sticking out I really knew. She hated anyone looking at her teeth.

I tried breathing into her mouth and nose but I knew. I sat on the porch waiting for Kevin and the dogs then I realized it was too hot to sit out there w/her.

I went into the house and waited for him to come back. Told him. We sat and held her for a few hours and cried and reminisced.

Then I took her to the vet for cremation. We'll pick her back up in a week or so. The bunny vet is gone for the weekend. She'll call me Monday and will figure out what happened. Doesn't matter. Either way, she's gone.

I'll donate her kibble and hay to Rabbit House Society. Put her cage and little pans and towels in the basement to await the hurt to go away and the next bunny or bunnies to come into my life. I know I want more bunnies. Just not right away.

I've had her 2 and a half years. It was love at first sight. We went to my cousin Jim's at Christmas 2004 and she was in a cage in the kitchen. I took her out and held her. She cuddled right up to me. Jim's then 14 year old stepdaughter Rebecca said she never warmed up to her like that and they were always afraid the cats would kill her and she felt bad she never played w/her. Did I want her?

At first I said no. I knew nothing of rabbits and I wasn't going to take a 14 year olds pet. As the evening wore on I held her and realized I really liked her.

We took her back w/us, I potty trained her. At first I thought she didn't like me, she just sat and stared and freaked me out. But we grew closer and closer and she started grooming me and snuggling w/me. She ran to me when she was scared. She got along w/the dogs and we had her cage open.

She never played or binkied. She was a serious bunny. She liked to be pet, she loved to be cuddled and groomed and she LOVED to eat. I know I overfed her but she loved to eat so much. Her favorite was cilantro. Then carrots. Then yogurt treats. She'd get so excited when it was time for her treat.

Every night when we were closing down the house for bed she'd hop back and forth, dancing in anticipation for her treat. Kevin gave it to her and she'd snatch it. A couple of times she nipped his finger. He forgave her, she had sharp teeth and was so excited, she couldn't help it.

Lettuce next. Then parsley. Then timothy hay. Kibble last. I knew she needed to eat her kibble so I wouldn't give her anymore greens and she'd have a temper tantrum and smack her bowl around.

She was so bad tempered, so cute and so loving.

I'll miss you.

If you have any extra cash and would like to honor her memory please make a donation to the House Rabbit Society.

http://www.rabbit.org/

If you are broke or wish to honor her memory in a different way, hug and kiss your pets and yourself and say it is for Muffin the bunbun.