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The poor baby bunny didn't make it through the night. I woke up at about 3 am to check on him and he was dead. My mom said that someone told her that wild bunnies rarely make it when they're away from their mommies, and that it has something to do with their hearts. I don't really understand it, but I'm sure it makes sense if you have all of the information. I hate that I failed to keep him alive for just one night, just one. I was going to take him to the Humaine Society after work (at about 11, when I got off) and find the lady with the lactating mommy bunny, and he was going to (hopefully) be ok and live...but not now. I just wish I would have been able to keep him alive...I just hope that the other baby bunny is doing ok. At least that would mean that I had one success, even though all I really did was call my mom and she basically took care of it, going to the Humaine Society and finding the lady with the mommy bunny and all that. I just can't help but feel like I could have/should have done something more than I did, and the bunny would still be alive right now.