In the previous post I introduced you to Thor, the Bunny of Thunder. I told you Thor was here to stay.
Sadly, I was mistaken and Thor has passed on to a better place. I would like to think that it's short life was due to the fact that Thor was the runt of the litter and he wasn't eating and drinking much. But I'm afraid that wasn't all there was to it.
You may recall that I was not in favor of Bethany getting a bunny and as per parental command, this bunny was not going to live inside the house. Abe and Bethany set up the bunny's cage in an area where it would get morning sun, but the first shade of the afternoon. Bethany was concerned that the bunny was sweating, it was too hot. Both Abe and I assured her that Thor would be just fine. We were sure the bunny was in no danger.
We were wrong. Oh, there were tears. It was terrible. We killed the bunny. Abe felt horrible for Bethany's sake but also he'd had a similar incident happen in his childhood so it was rather traumatic for him as well.
For the record, he was the runt and I never wanted the bunny in the first place. But still, it was sad.
I was so thankful to Clark for preparing the grave and conducting the loveliest, most respectful funeral service for a pet that I've ever attended. I cried. And since you know how I felt about Thor, that is really saying something.
But that wasn't the only thing we were celebrating on Friday night.