Especially in those last moments at the vets. If she had improved at all over the days prior I would have given anything to keep her but her body was giving up on her even when she still tried to crawl to me and comfort me.

You were the best bun, Maple. The best.

She thought she ruled the world and for me she did. I loved her. I still love her. I miss her every single day. In less than a year I lost three of my beloved pets and was kicked out of home.

The world turned upside down and I’m much worse off without her. But I hope she knew I loved her.

Maple also loved to go visiting, loved to see my Nan and was oddly into drive-thrus even though she never got treats at one. For a little bunny who wasn’t even 2kg, she really thought nothing of being out and about as long as she had me.

She knew when she was being naughty and would roll over on her side, kicking and making joyful noises then trying to run again but thinking herself too funny and doing it all over again.

She was sassy and smart and she thought she was ten times her size.

She loved to be held (demanded it, really) and would have gone with me everywhere if I gave her the choice. Strangers didn’t bother her as long as they cooed at her and admitted she was the most beautiful lovely girl.

She was so soft. She was funny. I

What in the actual fuck is wrong with people? Any professional ever phrasing anything that way should be tossed into the river. You’re doing great Luca. 💜

(I did manage to slowly make it back upstairs without falling to my death in my now slippery shoes. I also sung myself a remake of “Look down” about how I was alone if I slipped and fell. 🤣😜)