Picked up his ashes this afternoon
There is no end to the emptiness in my home and heart.
Picked up his ashes this afternoon
There is no end to the emptiness in my home and heart.
Thank you, everyone.
I put a tentative 'home' together in my bookcase headboard of my bed for the three urns. I have some flameless candles there and their three bowls, plus a few of their personal items in a sort of shrine. When their toys arrive from Alaska (provided the storage trailer leaves before snow) I'll add them to the memorial and take a photo.
I miss them all more than anyone can possibly know. The house is so quiet without them. I pass by the produce section in my grocery where I work and think, "Oh, they'd love X for tea..." Then I have to fight back the tears as I remember I don't have to bring home carrot tops or lettuce or kale anymore.
They have all left such huge holes in my heart. But although Mimzy was my soul bun, and Pip was my daughter's rabbit that I cared for, it's little Fiver I think whom I miss most. He was my little buddy, more of a people bunny than the other two. I get all choked up when I remember his last day with us. I have yet to finish Watership Down, I'd promised him I'd finish reading it aloud to him, even if he had to hear it from across the void.
He was a most unique little bun. I will never meet his like again in this world.
Thank you, everyone.
I put a tentative 'home' together in my bookcase headboard of my bed for the three urns. I have some flameless candles there and their three bowls, plus a few of their personal items in a sort of shrine. When their toys arrive from Alaska (provided the storage trailer leaves before snow) I'll add them to the memorial and take a photo.
I miss them all more than anyone can possibly know. The house is so quiet without them. I pass by the produce section in my grocery where I work and think, "Oh, they'd love X for tea..." Then I have to fight back the tears as I remember I don't have to bring home carrot tops or lettuce or kale anymore.
They have all left such huge holes in my heart. But although Mimzy was my soul bun, and Pip was my daughter's rabbit that I cared for, it's little Fiver I think whom I miss most. He was my little buddy, more of a people bunny than the other two. I get all choked up when I remember his last day with us. I have yet to finish Watership Down, I'd promised him I'd finish reading it aloud to him, even if he had to hear it from across the void.
He was a most unique little bun. I will never meet his like again in this world.