Hi everyone
I’m beyond heartbroken. My baby Wesley passed away this morning. I loved him (and still do) as if I had actually given birth to him, as if he was my own flesh and blood and he has meant everything and more to me. He cuddled with me every night, would run down the stairs if I was doing homework in the living room, sit by my side and wait to follow me upstairs, jump onto the bed and snuggle under the covers under my arm and sleep.
He was six years old, and nearly perfectly healthy all his life. At the age of three he started having molar spur problems. Recently they’ve been much better, he didn’t have to have a surgery for almost 4 months. However his weight kept dropping, I’d feed him extra veggies and bought some alfalfa hay to get his weight up. Which worked off and on, he just kept gaining weight then losing it, the vet didn’t know why.
Everything has been fine, he was a very very active bun, free reign of the house almost, loved to go up and down the stairs, always ate like a maniac and loved to get into mischief, stealing apples, jumping into the recycling bin, etc.
If something was wrong, I would’ve known. I was concerned about his chronic upset tummy, once in the past several months ago he had a bad episode of runny poo, got scarily skinny and I stayed up until 4 am nursing him back to health through a syringe.
Since that episode I’ve kept close eye on his bowel movements and made sure to feed him extra, and he had a good diet. Lots of veggies, fruits for treat, hay, pellets, occasional rolled oats.
But then this morning. I had just been holding him, I kissed him goodmorning, my roommate came in to ask if I wanted to go to breakfast. I laid in bed trying to wake up. Then I heard a noise, and looked over to see Wesley scrambling on the floor, as if he couldn’t get a grip on the floor (hes lived and walked on wooden floors his whole life), it looked like his back leg was broken. He panicked and jumped into a nearby pile of close and started sporatically twitching. I picked him up to try and calm him, sat him on the bed. Each time he tried to stand up he fell over. I called for my roommates help. He gave up trying to stand and laid on his side. I began calling the emergency vet when he went still. I panicked, thinking he had passed, but his heart rate was steady and he began to blink his eyes.
He was so so so skinny when I picked him up. I put him in the carrier along with his sister Sophia, thinking it woujld help him be strong. Once in the car, and my roommate started driving, about halfway through when I opened the carrier to pet him, he was on his side and still, no heart beat and not breathing. It was too late, and when I got to the emergency vet they gave me time to say goodbye and took him off to be cremated. I am picking his ashes up hopefully tomorrow when they call.
I am beyond heartbroken, he was my son and my best friend. He was only six years old!! No one could love and spoil a bunny more than I did with him and he loved me just as much. Always a comfort, cuddling me, always by my side giving kisses, trying to steal my food. I thought I’d still have him when I was 30, introducing him to my children. I thought he would live a long happy healthy life, since he was a happy healthy bunny, until these last couple months. I feel I did everything I could, yet I’m trying to find a reason for this. It was so sudden and unexpected, could I have done something to prevent it? I had an appointment for this tuesday to take him to the vet and ask more about his weight… As much as I am trying not to blame myself I am trying to find a reason. I don’t know how to live my life without him. He truly was like a son and my best friend, my favorite boy in the world. I don’t know where to go from here. Little Sophia doesn’t understand yet and I don’t know if I can handle when she realizes her brother is gone and not coming back and starts looking for him. I’m sorry for this long story, I just don’t know what to do, how to deal with this horrible grief and whether or not I could have prevented this. Just so sudden, unexpected. Just 3 hours ago he was here with me, happy and laying by my side.
Rest in peace my baby boy. I hope I’ll see you again someday.