Starry-arry-al.
Hey boy,
I’m so sorry it’s taken me so long to write. I just knew that I needed to give this the time that you deserve, to make sure I’m doing you justice.
It’s been a long week, and, as you probably know, you’ve left a huge Star shaped hole, despite being a dinky bunny.
Where do I start? Obviously at the beginning. I know I’ve said something to this effect with Hope, Sunny and Dusk, your siblings, but you are still entitled to your bit.
You were obviously the product of my desperation to never lose Flash, Sky or Moon. Sky and my new bunny Sandy, were your parents, and you were the exact mix of them; you were a butterfly, and a black otter one at that, you were independent and knew what you wanted (like Sandy), you didn’t want rabbits, you wanted people (like Sky) and you very much enjoyed your home comforts- like both of them.
Right from the word go, you were both incredibly cute and a haughty snob, which is pretty much how you stayed, until the day you died.
As a group, all seven of you were absolutely adorable, but, with special Star markings on your nose, and attitude, you did stand out.
You grew and were an incredibly friendly chap and when it came to splitting you all, you moved into my room with Dawn, Hope and Sunny.
It didn’t last overly long and hormones hit and I remember waking up to a three-way-hump- it made me laugh, but you did need to be separated.
That was the last time you had any quality time with a bunny- any bunny I tried to bond you with after that, you would just bite and it would always escalate, even with the very chilled ones.
Hey boy,
I’m so sorry it’s taken me so long to write. I just knew that I needed to give this the time that you deserve, to make sure I’m doing you justice.
It’s been a long week, and, as you probably know, you’ve left a huge Star shaped hole, despite being a dinky bunny.
Where do I start? Obviously at the beginning. I know I’ve said something to this effect with Hope, Sunny and Dusk, your siblings, but you are still entitled to your bit.
You were obviously the product of my desperation to never lose Flash, Sky or Moon. Sky and my new bunny Sandy, were your parents, and you were the exact mix of them; you were a butterfly, and a black otter one at that, you were independent and knew what you wanted (like Sandy), you didn’t want rabbits, you wanted people (like Sky) and you very much enjoyed your home comforts- like both of them.
Right from the word go, you were both incredibly cute and a haughty snob, which is pretty much how you stayed, until the day you died.
As a group, all seven of you were absolutely adorable, but, with special Star markings on your nose, and attitude, you did stand out.
It didn’t last overly long and hormones hit and I remember waking up to a three-way-hump- it made me laugh, but you did need to be separated.
That was the last time you had any quality time with a bunny- any bunny I tried to bond you with after that, you would just bite and it would always escalate, even with the very chilled ones.
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Whenever you were out of your comfort zone, you would either try to go back upstairs, or you would sit with me until I took you back upstairs. We had a pretty strong bond, from really early on. You were a quirky, rigid little chap, and I often wondered about your sight, but you did loosen up as you aged. As a young’un, you would only eat from a bowl, would leave your unlimited pellets in preference for hay. You were the first to ‘get’ litter training and were immaculate from the word go.
