Guppy was just a month old. She’s only been a week in our care before she died. When we first welcomed her, we didn’t know she had so much wounds– on her face and even on her feet. (Details omitted)
Yesterday, I let her out around the house for almost half a day. I was onlt able to check up on her by 4pm, as I waited for my hosting to finish. When I saw her, she was covered in so much dust and filth. She’s like a gray snowball. (Details omitted — OP attempted to clean the rabbit)
Then, she seizured. I got scared. It was so scary. Recalling it now, as I write, makes me take fast breaths. She was just running while on her sides and stationary.
There was a time when I put her back on the table she stretched like there was no tomorrow while she was having a seizure. I didn’t know what to do, and my tears were already falling. She stopped breathing, but came back. Still, she was in the same position. WHAT WAS MOST PAINFUL HAD BEEN THAT I HEARD HER SQUEAK. AROUND 2 OR 3 TIMES.
When my brother came back with the towel, he was the one who transferred her. But then, it was also the time when she completely lost her breath. It was as if she just waited us to be there for her before she finally passed away.
Now, Guppy is gone all because of me and my mistakes.
I’m sorry Guppy. I’m sorry for making you experience pain, and for not being able to bring you back.
I’m sorry for being incompetent and ignorant.
I love you so much Guppy. The past few days had been tough because of school, but because you were there, I was able to smile and get through them. I will forever miss and cherish you in my heart.
My puffball, I love you.
(Edited by Wick – omitted some details leading to Guppy’s passing)