Thanks guys.  I do remember Max passing but I had to go back and reread it.  Pretty much the same thing.  I have conflicting feelings because I’m glad he wasn’t ill or in any pain and passed away peacefully but at the same time I wish I had known he was going to pass so I could spend extra time with him.  My first rabbit was still living with my parents and my dad brought him over when his legs just gave out and I helped him cross the bridge.  I wasn’t as close with him since I had moved out (he was older and I didn’t want to change his environment) and I wasn’t reminded every day with an empty cage or spot. 

I remember when I was pregnant going back and forth with the decision to help Gracie cross the bridge.  I spent almost 9 months saying goodbye to her then a month after my son was born she got even worse and I knew it wouldn’t be fair to any of us to try to keep her going because she was in to much pain.  It was the days when she binkied around the room and saw that glimpse of happiness that made me put it off but in the end it was best for her. I cared for her the most, giving her baths, wrapping her feet, cleaning her.  It hurt pretty bad to let her go but at the moment I had a newborn and didn’t get the chance to grieve as much as I probably would have.

With Archie, he was our first pet, our buddy.  After we first got him he sat on top of his cottage and watched almost all of Wall-E with us!  He’d jump up on the couch try to eat my cookies or lick the cup of my strawberry smoothie.  He was full of life and energy.  He had slowed down not jumping as much on the couch after Gracie passed.  He did surprisingly well after her passing.

I don’t know if it was fate that let him stay with me until I had let him out and spent time with him or what but I’m glad I got that little bit of time…I just wish I had known or I would have spent the whole night and morning with him.  Part of me wishes I had discovered him sooner but I’m glad I didn’t because when I found him my husband was on his way home and waiting that 1/2 hour for him to come home took forever.  I cried almost that whole time as my 2 year old consoled me and gave me hugs (what 2 year old does that?  He’s the sweetest!)   I didn’t want to tell him over the phone because he loved him just as much as I did. 

It seems we’re almost used to having more than 1 rabbit around the house, I keep hearing Sandy and wonder which one is making that noise and then I’m reminded that it’s only her now. 

I’d like to imagine Gracie greeting him at the bridge and telling him it’s ok as they run around and binky.   

Thank you Sarita, Mimz, and Toby! We brought him home and placed him next to Gracie on Sat. I nearly started breaking down in tears when they brought him out. I was so heartbroken the rest of the day. I’m doing a little better today. I keep expecting him to run around the corner like nothing ever happened.