How did this happen
I never outgrow coats and socks anymore, they just wear out or I lose them.
I’ve seen hawks take out a few animals in our neighborhood, and they don’t look the way this bunny did. But why would a cat leave a bunny at our door? And can it please not do it again?
“License” and “exercise” are my two least favorite words to spell, and if I hadn’t memorized them I’d be getting it wrong every time. Last week our friends Naomi and Leon gave me an electric keyboard that they haven’t been using, and practicing on it feels like trying to spell the word “license” with both hands at once. I’ve almost mastered Minuet in G and Boaz is probably excited for me to move onto another song.
What things make you feel like an adult? I try really hard not to tell kids how much they’ve grown, or mention how small they were when I met them, or ask how school is. It’s not easy, I want to say all those things so badly. Yesterday I ended up spending time with a handful of tweens for an afternoon, and I asked them about when their bedtimes are (ranged from 7 to 9:45), if they stayed up for new years (none of them did), and what their birthday party plans are (pool parties, pizza parties, DnD themed parties). I probably seem a hundred years old.
I hope you and the other adults you know have an ok week and that you’re safe and every bunny near you is in good health.
My beloved rabbit Momo died when I was freshly 20, my parents were on vacation and I was home alone.
TW: Detailed description of pet death and the aftermath.
She couldn't really move the night before and was shaking. I had no way to get her to a vet and I don't think they could've done anything. It was old age, it was her time. I called my best friend at 6 in the morning to tell her (I had called her the night before as well). I called in sick, going to work was obviously not going to happen. I was crying on and off, trying to get my mom on the phone, but it was too early. My bestie got us breakfast at a bakery because she knew I eating wasn't on my mind. She sat with me until my mom finally called back around 10 and gave us permission to bury Momo in the yard after taking pictures. We wrapped her in a towel and put her in a shoebox along with some flowers from the garden. Digging just a shoebox sized hole was way more difficult and exhausting than I would have imagined.
But it felt good to lay her to rest, and I like knowing that she's still there. She loved running around in the backyard, eating the lower branches and leaves of the hedge and bite off flowers and leave them on the ground 😂 She liked digging too, and was much better at it than us, biting through roots in her way.
I didn't feel like an adult during the experience at all, but in retrospect I'm glad I shared this experience only with my best friend. My parents never seemed to develop deep bonds with my pets or the rabbits they had after I moved out. With my friend, I was able to grieve and bury my rabbit as the family member she was to me.
I turned 30 half a year ago and the grey hairs started turning up around my birthday, right on schedule. I'm okay with them, but they do remind me that I'm getting older.
Bulletin- I can never get it right. I feel grown up when I do a task right away. One day my check oil light went on, and I went to the garage right away. So grown up!