Today was a very difficult day. Today I said goodbye to my fur baby, Timothy, the sweetest bunny that ever hopped upon this Earth. From the day we adopted Timmy, he ran circles around my feet and followed me around like a puppy dog. He got along splendidly with his playmates at the time; 2 guinea pigs, Fluffy and Flower. He was also the most patient bunny, reclining against my chest while I clipped nails, checked teeth, checked ears, and cleaned his bottom when he no longer did a sufficient job. No need for a "bunny trance"; Timmy was happy to humor his "mommy" as I cradled him like the baby that he was.
Timmy was the third bunny in a long line to be adopted by us, and he was the fourth to leave us. And while I love all our pets, past and present, Timmy will forever leave the biggest impression upon my heart (covering our other two bunnies' ears.)
Last night, almost nine years since he first graced us with his presence, I cradled Timmy as he lovingly looked up at me, and I somehow knew that it would be the last time. I prepared my son and asked him to give his little "brother" a kiss before I gently returned him to his cage. Upon waking this morning, my dearest fur baby had already found his wings.....
