Turns out that wasn't the case. Peanut Bunny didn't feel good. He was hiding from me because he didn't want me to know it. I did not see any poop pellets anywhere. This worried me.
Sunday night he pooped and it was a big creamy mess. I cleaned him up and cleaned the cage so I thought he might have been constipated and he would feel better after that big stinky poop. I gave him some baby gas drops to help any cramps he may have been having. He acted like he was cold so I covered his cage and thought he would feel better by morning.
Monday he ate his kale and drank water. He laid on the air conditioner vent most of the day. At bedtime, he beat me to the cage to get in.
Tuesday morning he still hadn't eaten his kibble but he did eat a little kale. While he was eating his kale I heard him sounding raspy so I called and made a vet appointment. It was at 1:00.
By 1:00, Peanut was acting much worse. He acted like he wasn't getting as much air as he needed. We got to the vet and he got a shot of antibiotics that are safe for rabbits. While I waited to make sure he wasn't going to have any reaction to it, I noticed the inside of his ears getting whiter and whiter. They were normally pink. I brought it to the vet's attention and we immediately put him in the oxygen chamber.
I asked the vet to put him down, I didn't want him to suffer. Doc said to wait before making that decision because rabbits can sometimes recover as fast as they went down. He gave him a half dose of pain meds to help him feel more comfortable.
About a half hour later, Peanut flipped on his side. This wasn't a "I'm content" type flip. This was a see you later flip. The same flip I had seen my guinea pigs do.
I stroked his fur and told him he was the best bunny a girl could ask for and that I loved him.
With that, he took his final breath.
Goodbye Peanut Bunny may heaven have an endless supply of Kale and your favorite kibble. You were a good bunny. You brought me happiness and laughter.
Daedae already misses you. You were his pal and his buddy. I already miss you. I didn't get to sing you your country song to get you to go in your cage for night night.
You were loved dearly, little guy. Rest in peace.