The anger life brings… And the joy that comes of it…
It’s funny how one pet dying can really make you angry.
I was so pissed off at all my other rabbits. I was actually angry that they were still alive, it just all felt so unfair.
Today Manson sorted it all out though. He was so eager to get a hug, he just wouldn’t let me be. After petting him, I felt much better. Am now coupling them in the garden.
The fact that eight rabbits are running around and having a ball makes it so much easier to even go in there. Much better, the grave is still there, but it doesn’t hurt anymore to set a foot outside the door.
I notcie Warner misses Monroe though, he’s more quiet than usual. Poor thing, he should make friends fairly soon though. Nice young rabbit, cool make-up, what girl-bunny wouldn’t like him? ;-)
I’m genuinly happy with them again!