littl3red
Ashtin - Member
Hello everyone. I have been gone for so long I don't know who is still on and who has left. As those who knew me and my buns on here may know, it was very difficult for me to continue participating in this site after I lost Teddy. I ended up getting my dear lovely elop Mouse to keep Maya and I company shortly before I discontinued posting.
I watched Mousey pass away in a freak accident. I let her and Maya out to clean the cages, left to get the vinegar, and when I came back my Mouse was choking on her pellets. I didn't know what to do or if there was anything I could do. I tried reaching into her mouth and getting it out of her throat and I couldn't. She passed away in my arms. I had a full-on breakdown. I called my boyfriend in hysterics, and he came and got me and took me to the vet with her body wrapped in a towel because I insisted the doctor could still save her.
I have been struggling emotionally and mentally since said incident, and I guess I finally got up the nerve to get on here after over a month just because I need support from people I know will understand. It was scarring and traumatizing for me because I could tell she was in pain and terrified...
I have been working many hours at two jobs to save money to move out of my mother's house. It is an unhealthy environment, not only for me, due to a broken relationship with my mother, but for Maya, who was put in the [luckily, air conditioned] garage in a small cage as a "compromise" between my mother and I. My mother, drunk and angry, grabbed my innocent bunny and threatened to throw her outside in the street. I am working my rear off trying to make a safe home for my sweet bun but I'm getting scared that it will soon come to giving her back to the humane society. It will kill me to see her go, but if I don't find a place soon... her welfare is more important than my desire for her company.
I watched Mousey pass away in a freak accident. I let her and Maya out to clean the cages, left to get the vinegar, and when I came back my Mouse was choking on her pellets. I didn't know what to do or if there was anything I could do. I tried reaching into her mouth and getting it out of her throat and I couldn't. She passed away in my arms. I had a full-on breakdown. I called my boyfriend in hysterics, and he came and got me and took me to the vet with her body wrapped in a towel because I insisted the doctor could still save her.
I have been struggling emotionally and mentally since said incident, and I guess I finally got up the nerve to get on here after over a month just because I need support from people I know will understand. It was scarring and traumatizing for me because I could tell she was in pain and terrified...
I have been working many hours at two jobs to save money to move out of my mother's house. It is an unhealthy environment, not only for me, due to a broken relationship with my mother, but for Maya, who was put in the [luckily, air conditioned] garage in a small cage as a "compromise" between my mother and I. My mother, drunk and angry, grabbed my innocent bunny and threatened to throw her outside in the street. I am working my rear off trying to make a safe home for my sweet bun but I'm getting scared that it will soon come to giving her back to the humane society. It will kill me to see her go, but if I don't find a place soon... her welfare is more important than my desire for her company.
