I came down to let Tempie out this morning and Albert Wilbert was gone. No warning signs, no indications that anything was amiss.
Yesterday was his day to play and play he did until around 1 am. The last I saw him he was eating hay and playing in fresh litter in his cage.
Good-bye my sweet bunny boy. I will love you forever. Play with Confetti until I get to the Bridge, whenever that may be.