It’s now the end of day 2 of my incarceration. Mama comes at least once a day to see me, hold me and rub me.
This evening was tricky. Mama was holding me on her lap and I had to go potty so bad. What’s a bun to do? If I let her know I need to use the litter box, then they’ll put me back into the sick cubicle. That’s no good. And yet I can’t pee on mama. Whew. I figured out what to do. I shifted around on mama’s lap so subtly that she had no clue. Once my buns were hanging over the side of her legs I was able to pee. I didn’t get any on mama and I don’t think she noticed at all. Though she did mention to the vet tech that there was something to clean up or something. I didn’t quite catch everything that was said because they were transferring me from mama to the vet tech.
They won’t let me go home until I poop. Maybe things will happen tomorrow.
Filed under: Teddy, bunny care | Tags: bunnies, bunny, bunny care, sick bunny
The next day…
I feel awful. I’m just laying in this cubicle for sick critters. I still don’t feel like eating. The doctor and her helpers stick me with needles and stuff. Then I hear mama. She came back.
Mama came to the back where I am. She held me on her lap and rubbed me. She kept saying, “Poor Teddy. Good brave Teddy. Mama and Lacy love you.”
Life would be even better if I felt better, but at least mama knows her place. Just in case you don’t know where that is – it is with me.
Mama had to go because her lunch hour was over. She left me again.
Where did my mama go? The doctor took me back and did all kinds of things to me. I feel so bad. Okay I felt really bad before the doc took me. Mama should be here.