This post is for a dear friend and family member that left our household in September. It’s taken me a long time to be okay enough to write this post.

In early August my husband and my pet rabbit started to get very sick, she was wheezing, at first we thought she had a chest cold so she went on antibiotics, those didn’t work and we tried more antibiotics. When those didn’t work we had X-Rays done. The X-Rays show fluid in her lungs and upon further checking it turn out she had slight heart failure that was causing the fluid build up. So she went on a diuretic and heart medication.

Unfortunately those medicines did not work either and she was having a hard time breathing and thus wasn’t eating and was dropping weight. We had to have her put down which was the hardest and most painful thing I have ever done in my life. Even now three months later my throat constricts and tears develop in my eyes.

She was more than a rabbit, she was a sister, a friend, a child, and a mentor. She taught me to relax and have fun when I was stressed out. She could be the sweetest most loving adorable creature you have ever seen and the next second be a complete brat. I know that she loved my husband and I, just as much a we loved her. I wish she could have gone out feeling less panicked and stressed, but there is little I can do about that. I feel so lucky to have had her in my life, and so happy she had me in hers. I know she’s over the rainbow bridge now harassing a few saints, possibly telling G-d how to run things. If you all of a sudden notice cabbage and carrots start becoming weeds it’s cause she got her way.

Charlie’s Angel you were the best friend I could ever ask for.