I have sad news in the furgalicious department.
Feffer has gone to heaven. :(
It's been a long time coming, as Feffer was nearly eight years old and the past two and a half years he has been going to the vet. A lot. Finally, his little hind legs were tripping him up so much I couldn't stand seeing him like that any longer.
I went ahead and made the decision to have him put to sleep because I would be heading back to Auburn soon, and I didn't want Girl Tuesday to have to worry about him if he got worse. I also made the decision because rabbits have very fragile spines, and I worried, with the way he was falling all over his cage, that he would snap his spine. Maybe it's not possible, but maybe it is. Ultimately, I just couldn't stand to see my "firstborn" (term used loosely, obviously) suffer anymore, and I think he was kind of getting tired of it, too. (He didn't finish the few craisins I put in his bowl, as well as the corn cobs I left for him when I went to bed.)
I was a wreck making the decision. First, I'm on the fence about ending lives, as I value all life. (See, I'm not a pure liberal.) Second, October is a popular month for death in my family. Grandaddy, my father, Roxy Go-Go, and now Feffer. Third, well, he's my baby. Fourth, we've been through a lot together - homes, boyfriends (again, term used loosely), colleges, jobs, happy times, sad times - I could go on. Basically, he saw me from being a fun-loving, party girl in college to being a fun-loving, borderline party girl who's a full-fledged grown up.
I was able to take all of his supplies to the vet so they could make good use of them, and I dropped him off with his favorite vet techs (along with some favorite treats). I wrote him a little note. And after I had done everything I needed to do, and felt like I had said my goodbye sufficiently, I went to Walgreen's and stocked up on SmartWater, Reese's, and Kleenex. Then, I went by McDonald's and treated myself to a large, real Coke and a hot fudge sundae (no Bailey's).
By the time I got home, I actually felt better. I was afraid this was going to devastate me more than I am already.
I am also comforted knowing Feffer and Roxy are reunited. Maybe Feffer will introduce Roxy to Lady (the only dog I have ever owned, and she was THE BEST DOG EVER).
