Requiscat In Pacem, Cuniculus
Well, my rabbit died.
He was 6 years old, I got him as a baby when I was in 7th grade.
I feel bad about it, because I've always felt that I wasn't caring for him properly.
He was pretty robust until just recently... I'll spare you the details, but something very unpleasant happened to him.
Most of the time I don't believe in a micromanaging God, but I was very worried today that I'd have to put the poor thing out of his misery myself, but I didn't end up having to do this, as he passed away on his own time.
The timing of his death coincided too well with my fervent prayer that I would not have to do this, but I didn't realize that until later, as I carried the shovel I'd just finished using to dig his grave back to the shed, and I stopped to stare upwards at the swiftly moving clouds.
So maybe the grand creator of the universe does take a little while out of his day to trifle with mortal affairs... if this is the case, I'm extremely grateful.
In any case, my rabbit, named only "Rabbit", is buried near my brother's old dog Teddy, on the outskirts of my parents' property near the woods. His grave is marked with some pieces of slate left over from a bunker Vincent, Nick, and I worked on a few summers ago. I've cleared the area of brush, and I think I'll move a few more larger stones there to make sure the site doesn't fade away. 6 years is a long time for a caged rabbit, and he deserves to be remembered.
He was 6 years old, I got him as a baby when I was in 7th grade.
I feel bad about it, because I've always felt that I wasn't caring for him properly.
He was pretty robust until just recently... I'll spare you the details, but something very unpleasant happened to him.
Most of the time I don't believe in a micromanaging God, but I was very worried today that I'd have to put the poor thing out of his misery myself, but I didn't end up having to do this, as he passed away on his own time.
The timing of his death coincided too well with my fervent prayer that I would not have to do this, but I didn't realize that until later, as I carried the shovel I'd just finished using to dig his grave back to the shed, and I stopped to stare upwards at the swiftly moving clouds.
So maybe the grand creator of the universe does take a little while out of his day to trifle with mortal affairs... if this is the case, I'm extremely grateful.
In any case, my rabbit, named only "Rabbit", is buried near my brother's old dog Teddy, on the outskirts of my parents' property near the woods. His grave is marked with some pieces of slate left over from a bunker Vincent, Nick, and I worked on a few summers ago. I've cleared the area of brush, and I think I'll move a few more larger stones there to make sure the site doesn't fade away. 6 years is a long time for a caged rabbit, and he deserves to be remembered.