Littlebunny Moey

Fluffy

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My little girl bunny is dying. Her name is Moby, named by my eldest daughter Lilly, she’s been called Moey since the first day we bought her home.

She’s a timid precocious little soul, never relaxed always on edge, has never laid down except in a loaf in her nearly 9 years. She’s been laying down a lot lately, more and more everyday, doesn’t groom anymore or use her litter box. She had e cunicul 2 years ago and since then the tilt she was left with has caused pressure in one side of her body causing osteoarthritis. She’s on max dose of pain meds and can hardly move. I’ve been helping her groom and clean her bottom for a few months, now I’m hand feeding too.

The bunny vet made a house call 3 weeks ago, since the visit and upping the dose of meds she had declined rapidly. Now she’s not so interested in food, she’s eating a bit but the joy is gone, she’s in survival mode. Rabbits try to fake their wellness so they aren’t easy prey, she can’t fake it anymore, so I’ve made the call. The vet Mae will be visiting on Saturday so help Moey over the rainbow bridge. If she declines anymore she’ll depart this realm on Tuesday or Wednesday.

This hurts, my heart burns while she suffers, she’s been a little fighter. She’s lived a life of being loved and cared for, she has two brothers from the same litter that have made their way to the light already. They are waiting to play and groom and binky with her, pain and anxiety free.

Her time has come. Bless you little Moey🫶🙏
 

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Fluffy, so sorry to hear about little Moey, that would be so sad for you.

It sounds like she has lived a long and relatively happy 'wabbity' life, despite her anxiety. She has clearly brought your family great happiness, been well loved. Sometimes I wonder if our fur babies get 'called' into the great beyond because they have learned all they can here / it is time for a new 'adventure' / maybe they will be of comfort to another who has transitioned (ie: a child) and perhaps that is part of what helps them also 'grow' energetically: building on the love, tenderness and compassion they have received from you.

I hope Moey transitions gracefully and quickly with as little suffering as possible, finding herself scampering over the rainbow bridge, frolicking happily with her kin and snuggling up to any soul who may need the comfort and joy of her presence. I hope you and your family can also find comfort that she is liberated from the exhaustion she has been experiencing lifelong in 2D, and treasure the happy memories you have of your time together. :hug:
 
Our beautiful furry companions are truly special to each and everyone of us who look after a special little friend.

So sorry about your "furry and fluffy" bunny. We, in this community, have been through this many times. No matter how many, we are all truly sad to let them go. And yet, we all know that they are going to a much better place. That's for sure.

Believe the transition will be good and I truly hope Moey won't suffer too much. You are in our prayers and wish for your heart to be healed quickly after such an event. Hold on to the lovely memories.

We all understand what you are going through. All the best to you Fluffy and your family. Keep strong!:hug2:
 
:love: Thank you for your love and support. It’s such a sad time, these final precious days are hard, full of sorrow yet comfort knowing she’ll be free of her crippled body.
Despite her worries that we were going to eat her and the world is not a safe place, she has had a good a life as a bunny could ask for. And I know she secretly trusted me, she’d come and find me if she needed help, like having a grass seed stuck in her eye.

I’ve been talking to her about what will happen when vet Mae visits, how scary it will be at first, but then how all her pain will melt away and she’ll see a beautiful warm light calling her home, ‘just be a brave girl, look into the light and you’ll see your brothers, your mama will be there too., go to them’.

I feel like she knows, she’s a smart bunny, unlike the boys who were goofy, silly and playful, she never chewed the power cords, or the paint off the skirting boards, or eat holes in the carpet, just things that won’t make her sick. The boys annoyed her and she’d whip them into line, grunting at their sometimes really dumb behaviour. She’s as cute as can be, I always thought she’s too clever to be a bunny, she’s ready for something more.

She’s taught me so much, mostly how to love her without boundaries, the boys were easy to love, they came up to me to get love and pats, she made me work for it, never licked me, would run away if I tried too hard and hide under my bed where I couldn’t get her, had a few moments where she’d refused to eat in some kind of protest of my affection.

She started grooming me in the past month and a half, I finally won her full trust and affection. The battle of love is won, now she can leave fulfilling her destiny here with me.

She’s hurting, I slept on the floor with her last night and she ground her teeth all night, she can’t take a few steps without falling and needing to rest. I’m going to ask the vet to come sooner. It’s time.

We have all been here, our pets hurt our hearts so much, it’s a wonder why we keep doing this to ourselves knowing it will leave us sad and a bit broken, the healing takes a while but the scars are always present in those lovely indelible memories.

To infinity and beyond Moey.
 
Oh, so sorry. It's awful when a beloved pet has to leave us. {{hug}} :hug2:
I gave her a full body massage, which I’ve been reluctant to do because I didn’t want to cause her more pain, so just been doing gentle strokes around the ears and face, her favourite areas. I found a lump, quite a decent sided one, in her shoulder and spine between her shoulder blades. It has grown really quickly in 2-3 weeks, vet Mae was may be too quick to think it was inflammation from arthritis, or she didn’t notice at all when she did a full examination.

She’s off to get a biopsy and X-ray tomorrow. I could take her to 24 hour emergency vet today, which I will do if her condition declines. Right now she’s stable, eating, drinking, pooping. I am
keeping a very close eye on her.

Now I have some hope that it might not be rainbow bridge time. Fingers crossed, lots of prayers and pats.
 
Poor little love bug.
Good sign that she is eating, drinking, pooping.
I'm sure she would have felt very comforted that you were so close by all night.
Prayers for the highest outcome for her 💫🐰💞
We are praying for a cyst 🙏

Thank you for the prayers. I’d love to see her be able to groom her ears again, there’s nothing as cute as bunnies cleaning their ears😋
 
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Now I have some hope that it might not be rainbow bridge time. Fingers crossed, lots of prayers and pats.
Hi Fluffy and Moey,
I don't know if this is the right time for this:
The topic of end-of-life experiences (ELEs) in animals is an emerging area of research that aims to investigate and understand the behaviors and phenomena observed in domesticated animals during their final moments of life. Drawing from case reports submitted by pet owners, researchers examine similarities between these ELEs in animals and those reported in near-death states in humans. This area of study not only sheds light on the emotional and psychological aspects of dying in animals but also highlights the potential commonalities in the dying process across species.

Reports of after-death communications (ADCs) echo the emotional depth found in ELEs, and further enriches our understanding of the parallels between humans and animals in both life's final moments and the bereavement process that follows. As more research is conducted, a better understanding of these experiences may clarify their fundamental nature—determining whether they are best regarded as internal hallucinations, as living-agent-psi-mediated subjective or objective phenomena, or as actual contacts with the deceased—which in turn carries implications not only for academic studies of bereavement but for clinical practice with the bereaved.

End-of-Life Experiences and animals last goodbyes​

 
I am sorry for you and your little and gentle buny. All animals are loving beings and when it is time to leave, they teach us that death is a passage. Patiently, they accept death. They are masters and guides. Or when they are sick they teach us how to be silent, quiet. They are really something. I wish you will be able to groom him again, and kiss him!
 
Hi Fluffy and Moey,
I don't know if this is the right time for this:

End-of-Life Experiences and animals last goodbyes​

They’re little souls, like us, just less freewill.

I’m moved by the fact that there’s such good human beings who recognise this and can act in ways that show as much compassion for animals as they would another human.

Moey is my second bunny. I got her to make amends for our first bunny, who I didn’t know how to care for properly, ultimately feeding him foods that caused GI stasis and he died of poisoning resulting from from the ill care from my lack of knowledge, in my arms, it killed me to learn how at fault I was.

I did as much research as possible learning about rabbits, then got Moey. Her two brothers came soon after one at a time, the first one, Judas, died from incorrect medication dosage while being desexed, then we got Theo, he was 4.5 when he’d died because a different vet let him roll off the examination table. I heard his skull crack as he hit the floor, I screamed like a nutcase at the vet to put him down immediately. I don’t go to vets anymore unless they are very rabbit savvy.

Australia is behind other countries in bunny care, but becoming more knowledgeable as people realise how excellent rabbits are as pets and quality care requirements increase.

Our 5th bunny Tora, super sassy little love muffin, was in a terrible accident that shattered her jaw, she’d run at you for pats, loved being held, slept in the bed, more like a dog than a rabbit. In the dark one night my eldest daughter accidentally stepped on her. So much tragedy with these bunnies, it’s been heartbreak after another. Moey is going to get every help she needs, whatever that is, she’s persevered through all the loss too.

She so brave and her will to live is inspiring.
I woke to her in the dying bunny position on her side this morning, I think she was trying to get to her litter box. I picked her up, warmed her, fed her her poo, and some food, she’s still eating which is excellent, I have to syringe feed her water.

Vet Mae will be here today when she can fit us in between other appointments. For now, just staying warm in front of the fire and hand feeding her morning meal. Lots of pats, love and positive thoughts- for whatever outcome, I accept what will be.
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