Memorising Pipsa

Mood:  blue

On 24th of February I had to make one of the toughest decisions. On the switch of July and August I had brought home 2 cute little bunnies, but while I had been in the Netherlands for the x-mas & new year holiday, Pipsa`s teeth started to grow wrong. My parents had been taking care of them but as far as it has cleared out to me, they probably hadn`t offered enough of hard things to bite. Raisa, the black withwhite collar stripe is the one who likes to chew hard bread, while Pipsa the black with just tiny white little ankle socks, preferred soft things like the carrot slices or apple covers. That resulted to that when I had come home, she was skinnier. I kept following her but she got just skinnier and weaker, while Raisa seemed to be at her best condition. Then I came to look into her mouth and found horrendously long teeth! My parents were on that week on a holiday and it was late in the evening when I call to them and cry to them about how`s it with Pipsa. Mom tells me to wait till they're back (almost a week till that) and then perhaps to go to the vet. I was weighting the possibilities for two days and then I got a time to the vet. Mom was furious (and so was dad too) when I had disobeyed them, but an ordinary countryside bunny that is already over half a year older and weights barely 1kg is way too small! The vet said I did right and that Pipsa wouldn`t have made it till my parents`return. It was just awfull to watch her when she was waking up from the anesthetics. (And try to guard her from hitting herself to anything when her feet betrayed and she fell on the ground or against a cupboard. This happened on 27th of January.

As said earlier, on 24th of February I had to make 1 of the toughest decisions in my life. I always get very much emotionally attached to my pets, but Pipsa was in front of the same problem again. she had started slightly to loose weight and this time the vet of mine guided me to a pet hospital in a bigger city nearby. There I had taken Raisa also with me (and Vinnie II) when taking Pipsa to the specialized vet. We measured both of the bunnies, Raisa weighting 2,40kg and Pipsa 2,25kg. The vet there put me to decide either cut Pipsa`s teeth again and the same after a month again (they said she would be helpless case anyway) or to give the lethal injection. After crying (and I mean I cried aloud there for a long time) I came to the decision that it`s better in that case to give the injection rather than letting her to suffer once in a month a nasty tooth cutting operation. The vet there was very kind and understanding, I could hold Pipsa when she fell in sleep and then after quite some time I put her on the operating table and the vet gave the shot that ended her heartbeats and breathing. She died immediately.

After crying a lot I still had to drive back home. And there was still 1 very important paper to be taken somewhere. I went to take it into that place and Vinnie II stayed in the car. I was very pissed off when I heard just a few minutes after that people had been staring the box where Pipsa was lying on the front seat so that Vinnie II had had to cover her with a blanket.

In the evening when my dad had come home we buried Pipsa next to Tupuna and Pupuliina and had a little memorial service for her. We all love you and miss you, Pipsa!