I lost my Muffy to liver failure monday. It had only been since Jan 2015 when i was tagged on facebook to catch a white bunny that the casita renters had said was living in the back alley adjacent to the property since they moved in the previous summer (in 110-115 AZ temps). she was somewhere between 2-3 years old at the time, She was a pretty solitary badass bunny, but we eventually trying to bond her with Buddy until we realized that her being twice his size and her aggressive humping was just not safe for them to be left alone unsupervised. She became SO bonded to Kathy and I since we moved her into the main front room between Tabs/Aspen & Butters/Marj’s pens. She would get almost as much snuggle time as all the other bunnies combined. and when she wasn’t snuggling with us, she had her little stuffed bunny to cuddle with.
i didn’t buy her, i didn’t adopt her,, i caught her myself with my own hands and rescued her from an almost certain premature death living outside on her own in arizona. i thought we’d have such a long happy life together. We even planned on giving her Clover’s huge corner pen eventually.. instead Clover just turned 12 this month and muffy is already gone. I can’t explain the emptiness i feel.