RyanBarrett14
Rabbit Enthusiast
Hello RabbitsOnline,
I really was not sure whether to post this in Health & Wellness or here, so I just took a wild guess and posted it here as it's a introduction of sorts.
So, my name is Ryan. I'm 14 years old, in education and a rabbit owner from the age of 9. I had two rabbits, Ollie and Suzie, who were an absolute delight.
Unfortunately, Suzie, who was 3-4 years old, was served an anaesthetic overdose as the vets found that she was a damaged bowel, where she could not pass faeces properly. I'll give you the whole story, if you don't want to read it, click off now!
This morning, my mum took the rabbit to the vets after she had dropped me off at school. Thoughts were racing through my mind like "Is she going to be alive or dead when I get home", "Suzie, please don't die!" and "I'm seriously hoping that she is well after". Teachers noticed that I wasn't concentrating on my work so they asked me if there was something on my mind. I said no and continued on with my work.
Break came and I asked one of the teachers if I could use the office phone to ring home, he said yes so I rang my mum. I could instantly tell by her tone of voice that she had been put down, so I asked her if she was still alive.
"Umm... I don't know how to say this..."
With those words, I broke down in the school office. I hung up the phone and did the classic "back up against the wall and slide down while crying" thing they do in movies. After a few minutes, a teacher came in and asked me what was wrong. I told him and he said "I'm sorry for your loss". We have a guidance counsellor (who is one of my friend's mother, so I know her very well) and he asked me if I wanted to go to her. I said yes and so she calmed me down.
She rang home for me and asked if my dad could pick me up, so I came out of school an hour before anyone else, so thank you Suzie for that!
Once I had come home, I went out to the garage (where she was in a cardboard box) and I spent about 10 minutes with her, talking, crying and stroking her. My dad then buried her and we've put a cross there in which my mum and me made.
I'm still feeling really down and start to cry whenever I think of her, but hopefully that will pass within a couple of weeks.
Really sorry for the glum introduction, but I needed to get it off my chest.
- Ryan.
I really was not sure whether to post this in Health & Wellness or here, so I just took a wild guess and posted it here as it's a introduction of sorts.
So, my name is Ryan. I'm 14 years old, in education and a rabbit owner from the age of 9. I had two rabbits, Ollie and Suzie, who were an absolute delight.
Unfortunately, Suzie, who was 3-4 years old, was served an anaesthetic overdose as the vets found that she was a damaged bowel, where she could not pass faeces properly. I'll give you the whole story, if you don't want to read it, click off now!
This morning, my mum took the rabbit to the vets after she had dropped me off at school. Thoughts were racing through my mind like "Is she going to be alive or dead when I get home", "Suzie, please don't die!" and "I'm seriously hoping that she is well after". Teachers noticed that I wasn't concentrating on my work so they asked me if there was something on my mind. I said no and continued on with my work.
Break came and I asked one of the teachers if I could use the office phone to ring home, he said yes so I rang my mum. I could instantly tell by her tone of voice that she had been put down, so I asked her if she was still alive.
"Umm... I don't know how to say this..."
With those words, I broke down in the school office. I hung up the phone and did the classic "back up against the wall and slide down while crying" thing they do in movies. After a few minutes, a teacher came in and asked me what was wrong. I told him and he said "I'm sorry for your loss". We have a guidance counsellor (who is one of my friend's mother, so I know her very well) and he asked me if I wanted to go to her. I said yes and so she calmed me down.
She rang home for me and asked if my dad could pick me up, so I came out of school an hour before anyone else, so thank you Suzie for that!
Once I had come home, I went out to the garage (where she was in a cardboard box) and I spent about 10 minutes with her, talking, crying and stroking her. My dad then buried her and we've put a cross there in which my mum and me made.
I'm still feeling really down and start to cry whenever I think of her, but hopefully that will pass within a couple of weeks.
Really sorry for the glum introduction, but I needed to get it off my chest.
- Ryan.
Hugs and kisses from Felix and Clem. x 
