our pet rabbit died the other day. He was one of my aunt's older breeders, but it was still really sad to have him pass away. He had started looking older, but honestly didn't seem like he was sick or dying--We didn't notice any change in his behavior until the night he died. It was sudden, but the whole night was terrible. We tried our best to make him well, but he was too far gone. He just got weak and limp. I kept him in my room that night to keep an eye on him, but when I woke up that morning he was already gone. I never expected I'd become so attached to a rabbit, I never really liked them. But he sure was something awesome. Mom used him in a few Easter photoshoots, so I have some pictures of him.