I am sorry this is so long. I lost my bunny Harvey 5 days ago and am completely heartbroken. Harvey was just 12 weeks old. I can't get my head around that I only had him for 5 weeks because he has made such an impact in my life and I will always remember him. I honestly feel that I've lost my baby who I loved more than anything and he meant the world to me. I have dealt with the death of pets before, two dogs, one which was 12 and the other 14. This was extremely upsetting and I was left sad and lonely for a long time (particularly in the second case as I was only a kid when the first one died). It is so unbelievably different with Harvey though, he was only a baby. I feel like ultimately how I eventually accepted and could move on from the dogs was that I knew they lived a good, long life. Harvey never even got to eat a carrot. He was also my first pet that I bought myself, researched everything and organised everything. He was my pride and joy and I just adored him. How can I accept his death? He brought me so much happiness and all I wanted was to be with him, cuddling, playing and just watching him. The love I had for him was overwhelming and even at times I felt exhausted from worrying about him and trying to make sure I was doing everything absolutely right. He was just the cutest little guy, affectionate, curious and also mischievous! I'm terrified that I went wrong somewhere. I brought Harvey to have his vaccination for myxomatosis and vhd last Saturday then less than 24 hours later Harvey had stopped eating and pooing and kept sticking his back legs out to press his belly on the ground. I brought him straight away to an emergency clinic where he was diagnosed with GI stasis and they wanted to keep him in overnight. It was the worst night of my life with hardly any sleep but I thought I was doing what was best for him. I called to check on him and they said things were going well. When I collected him at 6.30 in the morning the vets/nurses were delighted and I was told everything is normal again he's been eating and pooing but just that his temperature was low so to keep him warm when I got home. It was like I got back a different rabbit though, he looked so sad. He was in a room on his own when I first saw him, in the carrier I brought him in. I know this is not where he spent the night but why did they not put blankets or a hot plate in with him when they knew his temperature was low? He was ok and sitting up and when I opened the case to pet him when we got out to the car he climbed onto my lap and I picked him up and cuddled him the whole way home with him burrowing into my jumper. By the time we got home he had gone limp and I only noticed when I put him down. No vets were opening for another half hour and I didn't know what to do. We rushed up to the vets to wait for it to open, only when it did the receptionist told me that there was no vet in till 12.30 and to go to another clinic that was opening at 9. I felt we were so let down. Harvey died in my arms on the way to the other clinic. It was the saddest moment of my entire life. I'm glad I was with him but I just don't understand what happened. I went into the other vets just in case but he told me he was gone. I went home and just sat in my room with Harvey for so long just holding and kissing him. I adored him so much and I would do anything to have him back. I will post a picture of him when I'm on the laptop tomorrow.