Munchkin
Well-Known Member
Dear Scruffy,
When I left work on Friday you were your usual happy, frisky self after I'd let you and your cage mates out for a play while I cleaned quaranteen. Over the weekend they put you out on the floor for sale, and for some reason - no-one noticed you losing weight and becoming bloated around the tummy. I was off work with flu and I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you, my lovely little harlequin lop.
I went in this morning, and went to check on everyone...and you were sitting hunched up in the corner. I knew instantly something was wrong, so I lifted you up. Your shoulders were nothing more than skin and bone, your tummy horribly bloated, and you had dandruff on your neck...but no-one had noticed.
I took you into the office and asked to take you to the vet and went through the usual argument to make them listen. So, at 2 pm I took you on my way home from work. I was determined if we had any chance of saving you - I'd take you home and nurse you myself...but you were too far gone. The vet said your outlook was grim, and the light was gone from your eyes.
I decided to take her advice and send you to rainbow bridge...to run and play, because I wanted you to be out of pain, and not have to go back to that **** shop.
I'm sorry little scruff. If I could have saved you, I would. I cried for you though.
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Dear Daisy,
You caught snuffles off another rabbit and died while I was off ill. I still remember that awful woman throwing you at me in a box at the counter, stating that you bit and she didn't want you. I tried to reason with her but looking at the state of you, figured you were best away from her anyway. You never bit me...nor even tried.
But they put that you bit on your adoption form, so no-one ever looked at you. You just sat in your pen every day waiting for a forever home, and it never came.
I'm sorry your human let you down Daisy. You were beautiful to me - a lovely dutch girl that just needed some love and patience.
love,
A.
When I left work on Friday you were your usual happy, frisky self after I'd let you and your cage mates out for a play while I cleaned quaranteen. Over the weekend they put you out on the floor for sale, and for some reason - no-one noticed you losing weight and becoming bloated around the tummy. I was off work with flu and I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you, my lovely little harlequin lop.
I went in this morning, and went to check on everyone...and you were sitting hunched up in the corner. I knew instantly something was wrong, so I lifted you up. Your shoulders were nothing more than skin and bone, your tummy horribly bloated, and you had dandruff on your neck...but no-one had noticed.
I took you into the office and asked to take you to the vet and went through the usual argument to make them listen. So, at 2 pm I took you on my way home from work. I was determined if we had any chance of saving you - I'd take you home and nurse you myself...but you were too far gone. The vet said your outlook was grim, and the light was gone from your eyes.
I decided to take her advice and send you to rainbow bridge...to run and play, because I wanted you to be out of pain, and not have to go back to that **** shop.
I'm sorry little scruff. If I could have saved you, I would. I cried for you though.
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Dear Daisy,
You caught snuffles off another rabbit and died while I was off ill. I still remember that awful woman throwing you at me in a box at the counter, stating that you bit and she didn't want you. I tried to reason with her but looking at the state of you, figured you were best away from her anyway. You never bit me...nor even tried.
But they put that you bit on your adoption form, so no-one ever looked at you. You just sat in your pen every day waiting for a forever home, and it never came.
I'm sorry your human let you down Daisy. You were beautiful to me - a lovely dutch girl that just needed some love and patience.
love,
A.