sorry that was an abrupt post. I'm still in shock. When I got Bunneh Bean, he was 4 weeks old, no bigger than my hand. He was so cute. So curious. He grew to do his own thing, didn't like a lot of attention but when he wanted it, you better give it. <3 It was hard for me to learn the speak of a rabbit and exactlhy what they love. But I learned. I came here and learned, got some amazing advice.
He would now and then nose me to wake me up at the same time every day as I would get up at 6am for work. When I lost that job, I was happy to sleep in, but Bunneh never wanted that. I was to be up at 6 and that was it. :3 Finally he stopped that habit and I got to sleep.
I wish he was here to do that again. His little nose rubbing on me to wake me "You're going to be late, silly. Get up!"
I'm going to be burying him in the woods at my friends farm as I think I mentioned. It's a gorgeous area and perfectly fitting for my dear Bun. Part of me wants to get another, part of me wants to wait, part of me doesn't want another bun. I know I'll get another. Right now, I just want Bunneh back so badly. I'll remember the good times we had instead of his final moments.
I just hope the baby didn't suffer. To me it seemed he was though I think it was just death throws if you will. I can't believe he's gone. I was to have 10 years with him. I got a precious year and a half and he's in my heart forever.