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Wise Old Thumper
I haven't posted here in a very long time, but recently I'm getting back into the swing of things. As some of you know from my RB post, I lost Domino on July 7th. I'm really struggling to come to terms with it, because we had such a close bond, but in reality it's even more than that. Domino was born with me, it's not something I'm proud of but equally it's something I've accepted, it's not like I could beat myself up for nine years over it. It's what led me down the path of rescue, finding online rabbit friends, etc. But despite that, despite all the good that came out of that mistake, I had him from day dot. I held him in my hand, and I watched him grow up.
I watched him have the happiest life, and then in 2012, I watched him almost die. He had E.C, so badly that we almost lost him, and it came out of nowhere. He could hardly walk, and I got him better. It took months, years even. I was at home, struggling with my new life of ME/CFS, so on days when I was too sick to go anywhere, I'd scoop him up and put him in bed with me, and he would sleep by my side. He then lived indoors, alone, without his friends because he was too poorly, and we bonded even more.
When he eventually rebonded with Pebbles, he still adored me. He would run over as soon as he saw me, groom me constantly. But he also had such a funny attitude, stealing apple pies and digging through the bun to find pieces of gingerbread. Everyone who ever met him loved him, and so many people have been sad over his loss its been a comfort.
But, he was my friend when we were both sick. And I'm still sick, I probably always will be. But right now, I'm in a bad flare up, and in my flare ups - he was my comfort. And I miss him so so much, it hurts. I love Pebbles very much, and I'm getting some comfort from her, but she isn't Domino. I'm searching for a friend for her, and I won't feel like I'd be replacing him, not at all. Because I know I can't.
Its just so hard, he was my constant. Every time I moved house, everytime something went wrong in the last four years he was there and now it feels so different.
I watched him have the happiest life, and then in 2012, I watched him almost die. He had E.C, so badly that we almost lost him, and it came out of nowhere. He could hardly walk, and I got him better. It took months, years even. I was at home, struggling with my new life of ME/CFS, so on days when I was too sick to go anywhere, I'd scoop him up and put him in bed with me, and he would sleep by my side. He then lived indoors, alone, without his friends because he was too poorly, and we bonded even more.
When he eventually rebonded with Pebbles, he still adored me. He would run over as soon as he saw me, groom me constantly. But he also had such a funny attitude, stealing apple pies and digging through the bun to find pieces of gingerbread. Everyone who ever met him loved him, and so many people have been sad over his loss its been a comfort.
But, he was my friend when we were both sick. And I'm still sick, I probably always will be. But right now, I'm in a bad flare up, and in my flare ups - he was my comfort. And I miss him so so much, it hurts. I love Pebbles very much, and I'm getting some comfort from her, but she isn't Domino. I'm searching for a friend for her, and I won't feel like I'd be replacing him, not at all. Because I know I can't.
Its just so hard, he was my constant. Every time I moved house, everytime something went wrong in the last four years he was there and now it feels so different.