Good bye old friend...

Somewhere in the life of a single child comes the age old question of " I want a sister ..." , maybe it's not really a question but more of a statement... One that might place the parents in an uncomfortable or maybe unexpected situation... And I bet... most might respond as we have done...
"would you like a pet?" ... Mama says
"Yes!!" ...says honeypie .
" A big dog, a golden retriever... German sheperd like bolt... he must be white... I want 2... And a cat! a cutie one with kittens ... one kitten and one cat...
No fish ... You can't hug a fish...maybe a hamster ...I'd name it peanut oh mama...!!!!!!!!!!!
Mama... A puppy... I want a puppy!!! "... rambles honeypie.

It is important to know what to do ...
I meditated in the easiest way out... I mean pet.
The voice of a friend of mine echoed in my mind...something very wise...
"There is no easy pet".
And you are right. There isn't .
I began to fear the puppyhood phase... The chewing of shoes ... The piddle. In my mind i began to want to built my list of rules... What I could and could not handle.
Hmmmm , "what about a bunny?"...says I .
Sounds easy... Sounds small... And cute.
"yey!!!" ... Says my honeypie.

In comes "marshmellow".




Who gave us the best 5 weeks of all...



We played with her often...
But hated the time she had to spend inside that cage or in her room alone...

Rabbits nibble EVERYTHING! ( so roaming free we could not do in the house).




Loving



I wish I could have been stronger to handle my thoughts... My feelings...
I wish I could have been ok with that little being in that cage .
Wish I felt good enough with the time we spent with her outside her cage, with the lack of grass, the lack of another playmate bunny...
Wish I had not kept looking at that little being caged up and felt so sad.

Freedom ... Free .... I thought

It's ok...
It's ok...
It's a good memory
even if it was
a fleeting touch of time
A moment of lovely
And all the love we had for her and
the arms we wrapped around her is enough For now...
And the missing will, eventually, fade into the kindness of memory.

(We returned her to the breeder, who happily took her back. Though I am sad I could not handle that responsability... I am glad I understood what I felt for that little being in that cage...
And honeypie agreed and understood too...
The bigness of it all for her 5 years of age).
So strong.