Then I came home for Christmas.
That was obviously a terrible time, as you know, because I lost my Flash- my soulmate. Your father. My world was broken. Not damaged. Broken. I had a full on breakdown (on top of my other problems).
I took you and Moon back to Lincoln and you brought some life and laughter into my life. You guys were so funny and so special. You started to groom me. You would choose to lay touching me. I also over spoilt you with treats so you stopped eating normal food, so I had to get strict- no treats for you. We were already forming what would, eventually, be what I know now is an unbreakable bond.
I didn’t stay there long because I just couldn’t cope and within a month or so we were home again, back with my mum and dad.
You stayed in a hutch outside. You were keen for running on the grass. You loved to dig. You were keen for any human attention. You were VERY keen for me. You would spend many hours each day in the house with me and if I left the room you would either hang off the edge of the settee waiting, or you would sit by my phone and wait- that was something you kept until you died. Loved that. You just wanted me back. You didn’t always want to be with me, but you needed to know I was there.
You were a right trouble maker. Remember my popcorn?
Do you remember jumping in my lasagne?
At a few months into sexual maturity I once again carried out that act and you became father to Cloud. A very proud father as well. He was a beautiful boy and a lovely gift. Do you remember this?
We rumbled along as I was getting iller and iller and closer and closer to death. I even wrote suicide notes for you and Moon, that would be rolled up and put in your cages when I died. Then I was sectioned. Bleurgh. But you used to come and visit me in hospital- I loved that the staff allowed you too and I loved that you seemed to enjoy coming. Yours and Cloud’s visits were amazing.
I was out quick and yes, I was ill. But we carried on as we had been doing. Then Moon died (my fault, I know) and, once again, my world crashed down. I had you and I had Cloud and I had to focus on that.
It was around that time you worked out how to escape- we still have no idea what you were doing. The first time I panicked and when I went looking you were digging lots of tiny holes all over the lawn. It was so cute. The second, and final time, you came back to me when I called- following the cat to me. We were very tight and I was terrified of losing you. After that, we battened down the hatches and you never escaped again. MWAHAHAHAAAA
Shortly after I joined a rabbit forum and became an active member and learnt a lot.
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