05/20/2026
The truth is, weâre not really supposed to talk about ourselves much in rescue work. The focus should always be on the animals. But after losing Viggo, I think people deserve honesty too.
His passing hit me incredibly hard. We truly believed he was saveable. We were so close to the end of this journey with him, and every day we kept seeing little signs of progress. Endless vet visits, laser therapy, bandage changes, medications, sleepless nights, hope, time, money, love⌠and then suddenly he was just gone.
I am devastated.
I think part of why this loss hurt so deeply is because grief never really exists by itself. Sometimes one loss opens the door to older ones you never fully healed from. Losing animals so often has a way of tying itself to every other heartbreak you carry. I know now there are still parts of my motherâs passing I havenât fully worked through either.
And honestly, this is another reason closing Flufflepuff is the right decision.
People think rescue is just cute bunnies and happy endings, but sometimes itâs carrying loss after loss and somehow still getting up the next morning to keep going. Iâm realizing I may not be strong enough to keep surviving these hits forever, and I think itâs okay to admit that.
Right now we only have 3 rescue rabbits left here.
Two already have a home lined up together, which makes me incredibly happy. And then thereâs Labubu. She was bitten by a skunk months ago and has been in strict quarantine ever since. On the 13th next month, she will finally be free from quarantine and officially ready to start looking for her forever home.
I would really love to see her get the happy ending she deserves.
Thank you to everyone who has stood beside us through the beautiful moments and the heartbreaking ones too. Flufflepuff may be nearing the end of its story, but these rabbits mattered. Every single one mattered.
Pictured is Daisy after getting into the forage container.