Just the week before, Nicola, the other girl I volunteer with, was saying how she wanted to adopt Sandy. I started getting excited that she must have followed through with her thought and adopted her! I asked Olga where she went.
She stopped at the doorway and turned around. "I had to get her euthanised."
Thunk.
That was the sound of my heart hitting the cold, hay-strewn ground. That thought was sitting at the back of my head but I hoped that it wasn't true. Last post, I mentioned that Sandy had a lung problem and had trouble breathing. Well, turns out it was lung cancer and the vet was surprised that she even alive because she barely had any lung left.
I had no words while Olga explained to me what happened. I nearly cried right there but saved them until I got home. I spent the rest of my shift cleaning cages and thinking about Sandy the whole time. I wonder if her friends, Herbie & Ronnie, know what happened. They were always together. I wonder if Sandy knew what was wrong with her. I wonder if the bunnies talk amongst themselves at night and gossip about why Sandy never came back from her visit to the vet. There was also another bunny who was euthanized at the same time. Simone, I never met her, but Olga told me she had lacerations all over her chest.
The brown one is Sandy.
But enough sad news for the day. Here's some buns of the day instead.
Above and below are Lois and Clark. Or Clark and Lois. I don't know which is which haha. Clever names, right? More than one of you should get the reference.
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