Of all fucking days it had to happen, it happened on Christmas day. :wtc:

My grey rabbit had been sick for two months and my fucking sister would never take it to the vet even after I offered her my money, and that alone is scarce, but I care too much for it. She died overnight, but the reason why she did is unknown me me. We keep her in my father greenhouse, but it is rather chilly in there, but not as chilly as the outside. We keep her cage warm with blankets and a heater, but she still died.

My father discovered her like that this morning and she did not wake up at all. We let the other rabbit we have out to play and he kept looking for her, because my father buried her. He kept looking for the whole day until he saw we were burying her and became a bit depressed himself and decided not to play with any of us for the remainer of the day.

Damn it to all hell, we had her for half a year and I got attached to her; I might never own a damn pet again...