F-Word Friday

I'd been trying all day to come up with a good F-Word for F-Word Friday. I wish very much one hadn't been thrust upon me. Today's F-Word is Funeral.

Greg, our bunny, had been a little listless the past couple days. He didn't seem ill, per se, just less active than usual. But I remember during shedding season last year he was a tad lethargic and we worried about him and then he was fine. Not so much this time. Came home tonight and he was deceased.

A little history..... I am not quite sure how I came to want a rabbit. But one day I was perusing Freecycle and there was a rabbit listed. We went and picked him up and he was in a horrible cage (not the type bunnies are supposed to have). He was actually the pet of the neighbors to the people we got him from, he'd been living in their garage for a few days, his owners had decided they didn't want him anymore and went on vacation, leaving him with the neighbor (I think the story was they wanted to get rid of him while they were on vacation so the kids wouldn't fuss about it... how completely reprehensible!). After checking to be sure we were not planning on having "Spot" (that was the name he came with) for dinner, we loaded him up. Stopped at the PetSmart on the way home and got the supplies we would need (because in spite of having advertised him as coming with all necessary accoutrements, he needed new EVERYTHING). We came home, put together his new home and thus began our life with Greg the Bunny (6/6/07).

I'd like to believe he had 2 good years with us. He had never been socialized so wasn't too fond of petting but he did like to climb all over Mr.POSSLQ when we let him out of his cage and he had a crush on our cat, Willow. He wasn't too keen on being handled, so we didn't often get to trimming his claws. But he was cute and oh so soft and I'll miss him terribly.

So, tonight, after work, in the rain, we had a funeral for Greg, the Bunny. He will be missed.

See you at the Rainbow Bridge, Bunzle!