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Dear rabbit,
How are you? I miss you. Tomorrow morning, it'll be a week since I woke up, checked on you only to find you cold and stiff, with your limbs stretched out, dead. I don't know why you had to leave. I'm sorry that since we've moved house in January, I've spent very little time actually playing and talkint to you, other than the few minutes I feed you, cleaned your area, gave your a shower, or.. yah. That's all. But I'll remember you just like my previous rabbits. The times we spent together playing catching in the balcony, watching television together, me sitting down telling you all my troubles. Your ears are so long, you had to listen to me even if you didn't want to. =) Sometimes I wished you were able to give me advice, but nope you bit me on my feet numerous times. I gently hit your butt. You run. I chase. We scamper around the living ro, running circles around the sofa. I catch you and I carry you up into the sky and down onto the floor, like a baby, just like the little baby rabbit you are. Because of you I've had many quarrels with mummy. But don't blame her. She cared for you you know that. When you were sick and infected I got so upset and frightened. I cried and I got affected by it a lot. Now that you're levet, I told myself to calm down and to quickly live life just like before. I hope you're not mad... You've been a great accompany. And many a times you've seen my many friends who have come over in one gathering or another. They told me you even got drunk. Now life does go on, but like they say life isn't the same without you. For the past week I've come home from school and immediately thought of going to your room and give you a big carrot like I always do. Mummy always says I feed you too big a proportion of carrot. I said you liked them. Now I don't know if mummy has used the carrots for cooking, but that day saw her throw away the rabbit food (pellets). I miss the times when I poured them onto your food tray and you'd shake the container hard and all the pellets would spill over. I'd beat your butt, pick up and put them back and you'd do the same thing again. I really miss you. I hope you're truly in a better place. My house isn't such a good place. There are always tears and shouts, quarrels and screams. Since you've left I've felt more lonely, especially since Princess P can't be here all the time. Mum told me yesterday that she'll stop all these and try to make our house a better home. I hope you're in a nice home, rabbit. Not only in a nice beautiful house, but in a warm cosy home where you'll be protected yet free to roam around and you'll carrots all over and many many bunny friends to hop around with you, and who knows, find a nice male bunny that can look after you pamper you. =) I'm sorry I can't play with you anymore. I'm sorry i took you for granted. There is no way to make it up, but I promise to myself to treat and cherish everyone around me even more, and I hope you have lots of fun and be happy whever you are. Stay safe, bunny wunny, trent triggering Mr Ng HS |
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