I struggled for the past few weeks with the decision to get my rabbit Petunia spayed. She was about 1.5 to 2 years old, older than the recommended age of 1 year for getting spayed. She was adopted, and wasn’t spayed by her previous owners. I finally decided that the risk now was worth taking so she would live a longer and healthier life. Female rabbits are pretty much guaranteed to get uterine cancer once they’re more than a few years old.

I dropped her off at the vet this morning. She made it through surgery just fine, but couldn’t handle the effects of the anethesia. She passed away this afternoon.

I am absolutely heartbroken. She was so wonderful and perfect, every moment spent with her this past month was utter joy. I was so happy to start a new chapter of pet ownership, after most of my family’s pets had passed away. I had a really hard time when our parrot Pepper passed a few months ago, I still feel that pang and I’m sure it will never leave. Petunia dying so suddenly is going to really throw me off for a while.

I’m trying really hard not to feel guilty, or think too much about what our life together could have been like… I am happy I was able to give her so much love during the time we had together. I’m really going to miss my little snugglebunny.