We get to go back to the vet today, which should be great fun and
thrill Fuzzy to no end. :( She ripped one of her "stitches" (it's glue,
but whatever) like the first or second day, probably grooming herself,
since that was when she still wasn't moving much. I wasn't too worried
because it was a really small spot and my mom (who I ask all this stuff
because she's an R.N.) thought it would be ok if kept clean and all.
Then yesterday after holding her I noticed little dots of blood down my
shirt, so I took a second look and she's ripped a flap of skin to leave
a nice little hole about the size of the end of a straw.
The good news is the lady on the phone remembered her "oh Fuzzy Wuzzy
that nice big bunny!" and seemed excited she was coming back in. Fuzz
apparently made a few friends while she was there - despite the fact
she threw her food at them and had temper tantrums the whole time she
stayed.
Stephanie and Fuzz
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