I never thought I would have to make this kind of post so soon. I had so many ideas for the future and had already started saving up my own money so I could pay for a neuter surgery once he got older. This was so sudden and I can’t think of where I went wrong. 
Me and my family had just gotten home from my birthday party when I noticed Bun-Bun was acting strange. He didn’t run up to his pen door to be let out and he didn’t even flinch when I crinkled his hay bag. He went to the back of his pen and faced away from me. I decided to pick him up and when I laid him in my lap he went limp. He laid on my lap for a minute and then tried to walk onto the floor but his front legs suddenly wouldn’t move, and he tried to propel himself forward with just his back legs, so I laid him back in my lap. After several minutes I think he went into a seizure. (His back arched and his eyes rolled back and he started shaking.) Then he died. I don’t know if he had a genetic neurological issue, an infection, or if I hurt him without knowing. He never seemed to be in pain (he tried to move around and never made a sound.) He was just 11 weeks old.
Bun-Bun, I’m so sorry if I hurt you. I’m going to miss getting scared by noise in the middle of the night, then realizing it’s just you messing around. I’m going to miss your Houdini pen escapes and your cute zoomies. I’m going to miss having to shuffle walk across my room since you loved following me right under my feet. I’m going to miss you asking for pets while I cleaned your pen. I’m going to miss cleaning your messes and being upset when you peed on my calculus textbooks. I’m going to miss hearing you run across my keyboard making clacking noises. I’m going to miss hearing you nibble on hay while I did my homework. I’m going to miss you loudly chewing on cardboard while I tried to sleep. I still see small movements in the corner of my eye and think it’s you running around. I’m going to miss you licking my nose when I laid down on the floor with you. I’m going to miss you spinning for a timothy “flower”. I’m going to miss seeing your silly little beard. And I’m going to miss giving you the biggest kisses every morning. I wish I would have hugged you more, pet you more, and kissed you more than I did. I should have given you more love. I only had you for nineteen days but these were the best nineteen days of my life. I don’t even have the strength to tear down your exercise pen. I love you so much and miss you so much even thought it’s only been an hour since you passed. I hope you’re happy and healthy, hopping around in bunny heaven. RIP King Bun-Bun
Me and my family had just gotten home from my birthday party when I noticed Bun-Bun was acting strange. He didn’t run up to his pen door to be let out and he didn’t even flinch when I crinkled his hay bag. He went to the back of his pen and faced away from me. I decided to pick him up and when I laid him in my lap he went limp. He laid on my lap for a minute and then tried to walk onto the floor but his front legs suddenly wouldn’t move, and he tried to propel himself forward with just his back legs, so I laid him back in my lap. After several minutes I think he went into a seizure. (His back arched and his eyes rolled back and he started shaking.) Then he died. I don’t know if he had a genetic neurological issue, an infection, or if I hurt him without knowing. He never seemed to be in pain (he tried to move around and never made a sound.) He was just 11 weeks old.
Bun-Bun, I’m so sorry if I hurt you. I’m going to miss getting scared by noise in the middle of the night, then realizing it’s just you messing around. I’m going to miss your Houdini pen escapes and your cute zoomies. I’m going to miss having to shuffle walk across my room since you loved following me right under my feet. I’m going to miss you asking for pets while I cleaned your pen. I’m going to miss cleaning your messes and being upset when you peed on my calculus textbooks. I’m going to miss hearing you run across my keyboard making clacking noises. I’m going to miss hearing you nibble on hay while I did my homework. I’m going to miss you loudly chewing on cardboard while I tried to sleep. I still see small movements in the corner of my eye and think it’s you running around. I’m going to miss you licking my nose when I laid down on the floor with you. I’m going to miss you spinning for a timothy “flower”. I’m going to miss seeing your silly little beard. And I’m going to miss giving you the biggest kisses every morning. I wish I would have hugged you more, pet you more, and kissed you more than I did. I should have given you more love. I only had you for nineteen days but these were the best nineteen days of my life. I don’t even have the strength to tear down your exercise pen. I love you so much and miss you so much even thought it’s only been an hour since you passed. I hope you’re happy and healthy, hopping around in bunny heaven. RIP King Bun-Bun
Binky free Bun-Bun 
