Remember yesterday when I said I would be worried sick today because one of my bunnies was going in for surgery? The vet called to tell me that she didn’t make it.
I am dripping with sadness and regret. I could have let her be. I could have not brought her in for a hysterectomy. I knew there was a risk that the aenesthetic might kill her, but I brought her in anyway.
I’m so sorry Sweetie. I feel terrible. When will this deluge of loss stop? They say jamais deux sans trois (never two without three), so who’s next?
I hate how sterile my words sound. My broken heart just shattered a bit more. Words can’t express what the heart is screaming right now.