Monday, October 22, 2012
I could tell when I took Bella in as a "foster" that she had some kind of urinary problem. Her pee smelled really bad. Her other foster mom said that because she was so obese that she had trouble cleaning herself but having been around a bunny in kidney failure, I knew that something bad was going on. I decided to try and bond her to Mango the wild man anyway. After a while, they were finally bonded. It was sweet to watch them together.
Anyway, during the bonding process he must have bit her on the genitals and by the time I noticed, she was in pretty bad shape. The vet said she was going to need several surgeries and at her age and condition she thought that Bella would suffer alot and not have a good outcome. So I left work early to go to the vet. They let me spend as much time as I wanted to cuddle and say goodbye. I held her in my arms like a baby as she went to sleep. So yes, this has been the worst year of my life. There is so much death around me. We had a suicide at work the other day (she jumped) and another coworker who was much loved died of a massive heart attack at age 40. Last week was really horrible.