This is not the entry I intended to write. I really wanted to come on and tell you all about how shiny and fabulous my new MacBook is and how grateful I am to KC for getting it for me. While it is both shiny and fabulous (to me) something else happened this past week that I haven’t really know how to talk about.
My first pet ever was a dog. I got her when she was an itty bitty puppy back in May 2000. She was born on March 1 of that year. She was a black lab and I was instantly in love. I named her Willow. She lives with my parents and by proxy currently she lives with me also.
I bring her up to say that my first pet is now 9 years old. My second dog is now 5 years old. I have never had to deal with the loss of a pet before. This is new territory for me and I am really not forward to going through it ever again. Willow better win an award for the oldest living dog in history.
Back to Tula. For the last two months Tula has been going to the bathroom a lot. Seriously a lot. So I have been cleaning her litter box a lot more often. Like every other day instead of the usual once a week. This is important because since I was changing it so often it was very clear when Tula stopped going to the bathroom.
I changed her litter on May 18th. She had been going so much lately that the fact that it wasn’t overflowing like usual seemed like a good thing. The night of the 19th I came home from work and noticed that Tula hadn’t eaten any hay since the last night. (Sometimes they don’t eat much hay overnight so it’s not abnormal for their hay basket to be full in the morning. It is very abnormal for it to be full for a full night and day.) I also immediately noticed that she hadn’t pooped. She hadn’t pooped at all in a night and a day. If you know anything about rabbits then you know this is seriously bad.
KC and I deliberated and we decided not to wait and get her to a vet immediately. We took her into a local vet that could squeeze us in. We took her out and she seemed a little…I don’t know lethargic? She was nicer. Our Tula is a little crazy. She growls and bats at us with her feet when we feed her and clean her cage. A docile Tula? This didn’t seem good.
We got her there and the vet was able to take us in pretty quickly. He poked around her abdomen and said he felt an obstruction. He said it was pretty clear she had GI Stasis. He said the only way to cure it at the level he was detecting would be surgery, but that would be costly and the survival rate was very low. He said the best option was to put her down. In what world could that possibly be a best option? Just days before she seemed perfectly fine!
He said he would leave us alone to talk things over. I began to think of our moody Tula and I worried that perhaps this started a long time ago. Perhaps this is why she is often cranky with us. Has she been in pain for a while?
It was hard to clear my head and figure out what to do. Certainly Tula has been a handful, but I love her. We love her. I have so many fond memories of her and we were going to begin bonding her with Penelope. We had also just redone her cage and we jus had so many plans for her.
In all our future plans, she was there. For the next 5-10 years I looked forward to getting to know her more. I still didn’t feel like I really got to know her. I was desperate to find a flow with her that suited her. I really wanted us to get to a place where she was content and happy. Where she was no longer timid and afraid. I wanted that so badly.
I was thinking all these thoughts and KC and I were looking at each other and then down at Tula. Our Tula.
The vet came in and we still weren’t sure. I asked him what he thought we should do. Was it really only surgery or euthanizing her? Those were our only two options? He said that we could take her home and try home remedies, but he said since our diet is already very high in fiber the problem was likely more serious and caused by ingesting fabric, rubber or something else she came in contact with.
He said putting her down was our best option.
With a very heavy heart KC and I has Tula put down on May 19, 2009. A little over a year since we first brought her home with us.
We went home without her.
It was close to 6:00pm at this point and KC had to leave for work.
She left and Penelope and I were alone for the first time since February of 2008. I looked at Tula’s empty cage and it just seemed so unnatural, sad and heartbreaking. I immediately started cleaning it out. I cleaned her toys and blankets and her bed. Her litter box…still clean from the day before. Her unopened toys were put in a bag to be returned.
Our room has been rearranged a bit so I don’t have to look at a big empty space where Tula should be.
Today on iMovie I made a movie of the last video we took of Tula. KC and I adore making videos of our rabbits and I can’t think of a better final Tula video then the one of her boxing us.
My internet connection sucks today, but when I finally get it up on iTunes I will link it here. One last video of my beautiful little Tula.
Hopefully this is a pain I won’t have to feel again soon. We’re hugging Penelope a little tighter around here.




















