We said goodbye to Mr. Blu 2 weeks ago. We were so lucky to have him for 13 healthy years. His last few months were the hardest for him and it was hard to watch his quality of life and health decline. Back in December he basically went from picture of health to the opposite overnight. He suffered a bad ear infection that caused him to only be able to move in circles in one direction. He was strong throughout his lengthy treatment/meds and never even lost an ounce of weight! He was eager for his food and could be a little silly at times but mostly he seemed not himself anymore. I had to restrict his living area and he lost his litterbox habits (which he could never regain despite my tries multiple times) and his vision on top of that. His energy was unmatched for his age but his mind and body were at odds with each other and he couldn’t play or run around as we wanted to. I continued treatment and checking in with the vet often and all seemed to sort of plateau at a new normal, until I found him a few weeks ago struggling to eat and stand or groom himself without falling over. His balance and nystagmus got so bad drastically overnight and he was now circling the opposite direction than he was and had lost a lot of control of his back legs. Every time he would lift his head to try and eat his eyes would dart so strongly and I could see how dizzy it was making him. He would get a few bites in and lay back down. I even hand fed him at times, treats, anything, even his beloved hay was too hard to eat. He could physically eat but his body seemed so off balance he was too uncomfortable to do so. It was just awful and I feared that he was laying there starving all day. This only went on 2 days before I got him an appointment with the vet. As much as it pained me to do so, I knew the right choice was to let him go peacefully. We had tried all options to treat him without any major improvement. It seemed the damage to his balance and brain were too significant from the start and we could never get it under control again.
I am grateful for the time we had and feel at peace knowing that he is no longer suffering. We lost our first bun Oreo 2 years ago at 12 and Blu was our second and only other. I am so sad and the house feels so empty without him. I keep going in to check on him and he isn’t there and have to hold back from buying lettuce in bulk as I have for almost 14 years. It was hard talking my kids through this as my oldest is old enough to understand but also new to loss. My youngest was tearing up after we buried Blu because he was upset that he couldn’t get back out after we buried him. It is hard enough to process as an adult but man is it harder going through it with young kids.
When we first brought Blu home he took weeks before he actually wanted to be pet and given attention. He wasn’t unhappy, he was just very independent and wanted to play! Oreo was our snuggly bun and he was the rambunctious one 🙂 He was always a silly, hyper, chew on everything, hay loving little man. We always said he would be happiest covered head to toe in hay, and yes we found him that way often!
Thanks to everyone who always offered help here. I used to spend more time on here when my bunnies were young and I was brand new to house rabbits, but I rarely come here anymore…but I am so grateful to have had the support when it was needed. Thank you