Well, I’m not really sure where to start.
Anyway, ever since getting the puppy, and having Albert back downstairs, I started to feel like we just weren’t doing right by him. There wasn’t a guarantee that Albert and the pup would be able to co-exist, and that was at least 6 months away anyhow. The puppy has been all consuming and Albert wasn’t getting the time and attention he once got. I started to think about the prospect of finding him a better home. Ideally one where he could be bonded with another bun. I just didn’t feel like I was being fair to him. As hard of a realization it was to come to, I wanted the best for him.
Through a dear friend in animal rescue, we found a family (her neighbor actually) that already had 4 house buns and was looking for another to bond with their lop, Oliver.
I spoke with the mom on the phone for a long time and it turns out they see the same vet as Albert! That was reassuring for sure. She answered all my questions (spanish inquisition anyone?) thoroughly and knowledgeably.
We talked about the possibility of Albert not being able to be bonded, what happened if they didn’t get along, would they be OK keeping him separate etc.
They live about an hour away (actually turns out they are a family from my previous school district too)
and have agreed to let me bunny sit and visit.
They picked him up about a week ago. I held it together while they were here but then promptly fell apart.
Even though I knew it was best for him, I felt like I was betraying him somehow.
Anyway, today I got this text and photo from them. Albert is on the right, Oliver on the left. I am so glad I made the right decision for him. But I miss him so!!
