Well I was going to do a post on how well the bunnies are doing.
Every evening when I take the little one to bed we go and see the bunnies. We clean out the cage and give them fresh water and food as necessary. We top up the hay too.
They seem like happy little bunnies despite their traumatic start in life (the cat brought them in on separate occasions). The little one named them Clunk and Clank.
They had their injections and the vet eventually confirmed they were both girls.
Clunk and Clank had a happy life in a nice comfortable hutch
Clunk was the second that Spud the cat brought in and never seemed to settle as well as Clank. Clank was pretty happy to be cuddled and would have her ears pricked up when you visited.
Last night when I went to sort them out, one of them was upstairs so I picked it up for a cuddle. It was looking really freaked out and there was a funny smell about it. I put it back in the hutch and it just sat there.
I was concerned but put it out of my mind and carried on with the bedtime routine.
Today I realised it had been a long time since I told you how the bunnies are doing. They are now both fully grown.
So I went upstairs armed with the camera and found one of the bunnies lying dead in the hutch.
I am very sad.
I can take heart that it had a longer and more comfortable life than it would have if I had released back outside for the cat to catch again and eat. But I’m disappointed. I don’t know why it died. I hope the other one is ok.
I took a picture (sorry if this offends you but it is not a gory picture)
RIP little bunny