I visit with my bunnies on the anniversary every year so I can remember the joy all their little quirks gave us--they are gone but still loved and not forgotten, just like Storm.
Storm left without us.
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Double whammy of buns' deathiversaries! Woo!
(Wryly laughing at my miserable attempt of a joke)
It's been exactly one-and-half years from your departure.
I thank you for being the rabbit to teach me that boundaries are a very much existing part of rabbitry. Both learning to trust and honour your boundaries, as well as setting limits for others for your sake, like "don't you pick him up and hope you won't get bitten, he just doesn't like it" to "he's got space eyes, don't bother him or he may bite."
Ahh, the sweet ordeals that were your nail clippings. First time, at the vets, it took three whole people to get your nails trimmed, and you still roughed us up... Once we got some mutual trust going, it turned to a two-man-job with dad holding you down in a flopped position and me clipping your nails. You'd give us these magnificent space eyes in utter frustration and would gloriously toss us the middle hock for our audacity. (Haha, you were the royal king of rabbits, after all.) Oh, how we would swoon "koosmoooooos (kosmos) [spaaaaaceeee/galaxy] at those angry eyes of yours. You'd give us kosmos-eyes in utter pleasure too. How you'd chase down my mum to get her pets, how you'd run around with veggies in your mouth. Ahh, if only you'd come back home....
See you in december for a full deathiversary, my grumpy old man.
(Wryly laughing at my miserable attempt of a joke)
It's been exactly one-and-half years from your departure.
I thank you for being the rabbit to teach me that boundaries are a very much existing part of rabbitry. Both learning to trust and honour your boundaries, as well as setting limits for others for your sake, like "don't you pick him up and hope you won't get bitten, he just doesn't like it" to "he's got space eyes, don't bother him or he may bite."
Ahh, the sweet ordeals that were your nail clippings. First time, at the vets, it took three whole people to get your nails trimmed, and you still roughed us up... Once we got some mutual trust going, it turned to a two-man-job with dad holding you down in a flopped position and me clipping your nails. You'd give us these magnificent space eyes in utter frustration and would gloriously toss us the middle hock for our audacity. (Haha, you were the royal king of rabbits, after all.) Oh, how we would swoon "koosmoooooos (kosmos) [spaaaaaceeee/galaxy] at those angry eyes of yours. You'd give us kosmos-eyes in utter pleasure too. How you'd chase down my mum to get her pets, how you'd run around with veggies in your mouth. Ahh, if only you'd come back home....
See you in december for a full deathiversary, my grumpy old man.
Still miss you, 'grumpy old man.' The moult lines on your face would always make a wonky M-shape and make you look like a brooding grampa. Ah, the time you stuck your head into the fireplace vent to see what was in there. You found soot and sneezes. Or the time you hopped almost a full meter above into the sink just because you could. Man, i miss you so much, i wish that you could've stayed. At least your lady isn't alone any more-her new hubby acts the same as she had acted to you- never more than a meter apart and kissing at any oppurtunity.
Till next year, my dear.
Kosmooooooos
Till next year, my dear.
Kosmooooooos
This is never an easy thing, but, as long as they are in our "memories" they are not truly gone. I do this with all my "bridge" bunnies on the anniversary of their leaving so I can pay tribute to all the happy times and memories they have given to us--think it is a good thing even if it is a little sad. Storm, you are truly loved and missed greatly. Binky free!
