Bunny is a geriatric and it turns out difficult to diagnose. She may have arthritis. When that was discovered we adjusted her room to be more accessible. It worked for 2 months.
Now I’m back at her vet. A wonderful woman who understands that sometimes love be has a price. The problem is that faced with my Bunny ‘s mortality I don’t want to think about money. I want to pour money into finding and fixing the problem.
I know that it’s not realistic. I know that even if I had unlimited funds I should think of Bunny ‘s quality of life. I’m trying.
For the first time in seven years I’ve let a vet take her from me. They are doing blood work so we can see if her kidneys are okay. I’m pacing and typing.
As I type I worry: is she alright? Is anything going to help her? Will my budget be alright?
The last thought makes me feel small minded and petty.
Yet, I don’t want to climb into debt trying to fight death.
When it comes to Bunny my aim is to make sure she’s happy and comfortable. So now I’ll create a budget line for her.