It’s been just over 2 weeks now but it feels like a lifetime. I feel like I’m stuck thinking about he day Bun passed away. My heart drops every morning when I wake up and remember that she’s not here anymore. I am utterly heartbroken.
We have been to the shelter twice since to look at bunnies. The first time they didn’t have any single females. We went again yesterday and saw a rabbit and she reminded me a bit of my Bun (a bit of a princess) without actually looking like her. She was so sweet and I instantly felt a connection with her. I was told to email to reserve her, which I did after the visit.
I got an email today to say that someone has already expressed an interest.
It is a shame but it has got me so much harder as things are so difficult at the moment already.
I feel that life is laughing at me at the moment.
First my Bun is taken from me, with no explanation or warning. She was my baby.
Then we got her ashes back last Friday and they spelled her name wrong on the urn.
Then this.
Everyday feels like a struggle at the moment. All I want is to hear her feet scuttle into the room behind me.
It’s just so unfair.