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Memories from five years ago today: July 22, 2015
Lahi and Delilah love adventures ❤ They are just too cute I cannot handle this nonsense.
Under the slide is an exciting place to dig!
I swear to you, Delilah poses. She spotted me with the camera, hopped over, and sat there turning her head slightly or shifting her legs for several minutes. Because she's a diva. Look at that cute bunny nose!
Caring for senior buns - change comes with the territory!
Aspen’s litter box habits have been declining the past few weeks - and since she’s eight years old(well into old age for a rabbit of her breed), she’ll be going to the vet to investigate any medical reason for that fairly soon. But in the meantime, since my suspicion is arthritis, here she is with her new adaptive box, the low side cut less than an inch high so she can get in and out without pain.
So far, it’s been installed for less than an hour and she loves it - she’s already been in it more than she was in her regular one the whole week, so that definitely adds to my suspicions. Will keep you guys updated!
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JB is a superb bunbun 🥗🐇🐺
On this day, 1 year ago:
“Food, mummy.”
“But Lahi you get food in the morning, not at—“
“FOOD, MUMMY!”
Their faces don’t move much but they still manage to be very expressive. Sitting in my chair reading a good story and I can just FEEL him staring me down. I’m going to cave eventually and he knows it. He’s a patient bunny. He can wait.
Lil ol‘ man in his new owl cave. Lahi has been displaying behavior that’s indicating he’s likely feeling insecure and unsafe in the condo, since I keep bothering him with meds and Critical Care. He hears me coming and leaves the condo and hides behind my chair where it’s hard to reach him, or under a basket where it’s hard to see him. So I got Lahi this pure wool owl cave and demonstrated to him that while he’s in the owl, he is totally and 100% safe and untouchable. Nobody will bother him while he’s in his owl.
(Low-key feeling pretty guilty about how fast he figured it out and now is spending so much time in the cave.)
Lahi is still eating and pooping but he’s getting ever more sensitive about his mouth, and he’s moving very stiffly which makes me think there must be some developing tumors interfering with his joints, especially his hind right. It seems like a new tumour pops up every day, and that’s only external—I’m sure there’s internal ones that are much more problematic. I got some nice pictures of him on Monday, ordered a paw print pad online which arrived last night, and my family came to visit today and they all made sure to say goodbye. As he prefers, none of them touched him but they all told him what a good boy he is and fed him lots of treats. My sister took home in a tiny jar some of the loose fur I saved from shedding seasons as a keepsake.
While I call Lahi’s birthday Jan 6, that was actually when I adopted him, and he was probably a couple months old at that point. So Lahi is 13 years old now. He’s had the best life I could give him. We’ve overcome so much, but it’s finally time to say goodbye. I’m so grateful we’ve had this one last week with him, and that he has been able to be with Delilah as she recovers from her ear surgery.
The recheck appointment is at 10am tomorrow and I will be asking the vet about scheduling Lahi’s euthanasia. I love my little boy too much to let him suffer through the inevitable painful progression of this cancer.
January 24, 2019. A year ago today, Lahi was recovering wonderfully from surgery to remove the malignant tumour at the base of his ear. Results had come back with clean margins and I was finally letting myself hope that the nightmare was over, and he would be okay. I could never have imagined that he would only get one more year. I miss him so much.
“Lahi’s bald ear is slowly getting fur back. My handsome little man! Franken-bun is no more.
This is the second logic toy I’ve given the two munchkins and while Delilah is still angrily banging this one around, demanding it produce food, Lahi had it figured out in under two minutes. Figuring out that he didn’t have to get all the food from the same door took a little longer, but not by much!”
Yesterday I received very bad news. The mass in Lahi’s mouth has gotten significantly worse in the past 20 days since it was discovered. His appetite has dropped and it seems to be hurting him quite a bit. The vet estimates that his quality of life will be dropping significantly and he will reach endpoint within two to three weeks. I dropped him off at the OVC today for his first radiation treatment, but oncology estimates that in the unlikely event that radiation even does anything, it would buy him a couple months, 6 months if he’s very lucky.
He’s had a very long and happy life and has beaten the odds many times. We bought him an extra year after removing the tumour on his ear last December, and he’s had a really good year. But it seems his ridiculous luck had finally run out. It is unlikely he’ll make it to his 13th birthday in January. Even Christmas will be a stretch.
The malignant cancer has spread through his body but ultimately the limit on his life is when the mass in his mouth becomes so big that he can’t eat anymore. Once he stops eating, that’s it.
I’m pursuing radiation to at least see if we can halt the growth of the mass—I will happily feed him a liquid diet of critical care if that’s what he needs. Right now he is still happy and active and so I can’t give up on him just yet. Radiation will be stupidly expensive but if he gets another couple months of love and joy, isn’t that worth it? Can you put a price on happiness?
Also; veterinary cancer treatment is not like human cancer treatment. Humans will undergo extreme suffering for the sake of a chance to be cancer-free, and it doesn’t always work. It’s not ethical to put an animal through that kind of suffering it won’t understand, and the success rates would be even lower. Veterinary cancer treatment is about slowing down cancer progression and maximizing quality of life. There’s always a risk of complications like radiation burns, but ultimately the radiation will not cause Lahi distress the way a human cancer patient would be experiencing distress.
