I’m just writing because I”m having separation anxiety, but I’m going to America for two weeks to visit family (It’s been a while) and I had to leave my bunny with a friend (who is home almost all the time and can give my bun lots of love). I brought him over this morning, same cage and food and toys, and he adapted really well (was eating hay pretty much straight out of coming out of the carrier, hoping around and exploring).
I dropped him off in the morning, had to go to work, then after work drop a couple more bags of hay for my friend, and said my goodbye. It’s only 2 weeks and I know hes going to be mad when I get back, but I feel so bad for leaving him. I would always just tell him I’m going to be going away just in case some feeling could be understood (I’ve seen documentaries with cats and if the owner conveys in feelings toward them its a lot better, but it could be all made up but its ok, gives me peace of mind) and I just realized how much I really really really love my rabbit. I love talking to people about my bun and I feel like a mother who shares too much about their children… Haha.
I know he’s in great hands and he doesn’t seem scared at all. When she let him out he was snooping all over and crawling all over my friend, even though they just met.
He’s eating and pooping and eating so I’m glad he’s not frightened. I mean, he probably is but… not as much as he COULD be. My friend is also sending me pictures every day so I don’t miss him too much. 
I just needed to write it down because I feel kinda sad
I’ve never felt this about a dog or a cat before (I’ve had both, but the dog was when I was a kid and the cat was my grandma’s who I took care of after she passed away, so maybe there’s not a huge love-link) but this bun is my baby. It feels weird to miss something so much. Haha.
Anyway, there’s no real point to this post other than to get it out so it isnt eating me away inside. Haha. Just needed to get it out to people who know all about the love of rabbits. 