Dynamite

Yesterday, my little Dynamite (nicknamed Boo) hopped across the rainbow bridge. She was such a beautiful, fun, sweet bunny and was very loved by her best friend, Frodo, who has been a bonded pair for most of her life.
Dynamite struggled with health issues her whole life–head tilt, the snuffles, gi stasis, and urinary issues. Together, we got through all of it until I took her to the vet the other day and learned she had very advanced, inoperable cancer. She hid it so well that we had no idea until she suddenly stopped eating and drinking and I just thought it was another case of gi stasis starting so was shocked and dismayed at the cancer diagnosis.
It was a very difficult decision, but I now knew how much she had been suffering and hid her pain so well until she no longer could.
Dynamite was so sweet and gentle. She’s my only rabbit who never once bit me.
She had an insatiable appetite and thoroughly enjoyed her food, finishing her greens before my other bunnies had gotten even a third of the way through.
She loved to cuddle, both with her boyfriend, Frodo, and anyone who was sitting on the ground.
At night when she was in her enclosure by my bed, she would rattle the bars in the dark until I reached into her cage and played with her bangs until my hand went dumb. As soon as I stopped, the rattling would start again until I was again petting her head. I could get her to fall asleep if I pet her bangs long enough.
I did everything I could to keep her happy, healthy and comfortable, and knew it was time to finally let go. It was the right thing and what was kindest for my little girl.
Out of her oxygen box for one last visit, I brought Frodo because he was always such a comfort to her. They cuddled for a few moments before Dynamite crawled onto my lap. This was what she had done the very first time I met her, and why I chose her out of the litter of baby bunnies.
Frodo followed, and I got to hold both of them for a few moments. Dynamite started to have difficulties breathing, so we put her oxygen mask on and I pet her until she was totally calm and peaceful , almost asleep, and finally gave my permission to let her fall asleep forever.
I’m glad I chose to hold her as she left this world. I wasn’t sure I could handle it, but now I know there was mutual comfort in holding her during her last moments of life.
I love you so, so much, Dynamite. I will see you again in the eternities when there is no more pain and we will never be separated again ???? ♥️????