Oooh I am updating two days in a row again.....
ok what is new... the bunnies I talked about yesterday one is sitting next to me slowly dying and going through all the horrible things that happen with death... bunnies are hardwired to survive so they run when they are scared and that is what he has tried several times tonight.... he let out a heartbreaking scream moments ago and I just sat there stroking him telling him it's ok and trying to ease him to the next plain..... I hate this...
The other sick bunny I have already buried.... we are down (after this one can fight no longer) to bunbun, the mama bunny and the two babies...... from 28.... I hate watching these bunnies die.... I hate buring them I hope this guy is the last I do not think I could take any of the others dying in the near future.....
onto other not so depressing things.... at work today they wanted us to get on the phones for our first call and most people avoided it if they could I just took the plunge and sold my first system.... easy as pie..... and I don't feel morally bankrupt....
so anyways although the job stinks and I realize it... sucking it up and taking a few calls helped to remind myself that it is a job I can do while I have too....
well sorry if this post brought you down.... I didn't mean to I just needed to share.... I have been thinking of trying to get agig teaching english in another country.... I know this is random but I think I should look into it soon...
ok what is new... the bunnies I talked about yesterday one is sitting next to me slowly dying and going through all the horrible things that happen with death... bunnies are hardwired to survive so they run when they are scared and that is what he has tried several times tonight.... he let out a heartbreaking scream moments ago and I just sat there stroking him telling him it's ok and trying to ease him to the next plain..... I hate this...
The other sick bunny I have already buried.... we are down (after this one can fight no longer) to bunbun, the mama bunny and the two babies...... from 28.... I hate watching these bunnies die.... I hate buring them I hope this guy is the last I do not think I could take any of the others dying in the near future.....
onto other not so depressing things.... at work today they wanted us to get on the phones for our first call and most people avoided it if they could I just took the plunge and sold my first system.... easy as pie..... and I don't feel morally bankrupt....
so anyways although the job stinks and I realize it... sucking it up and taking a few calls helped to remind myself that it is a job I can do while I have too....
well sorry if this post brought you down.... I didn't mean to I just needed to share.... I have been thinking of trying to get agig teaching english in another country.... I know this is random but I think I should look into it soon...
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one of my most heartbreaking memories is of a bunny. when i was sixteen or so, my dad was coming to pick me up from a friend's house, and on the way he saw something moving on the side of the road. it turned out to be a tiny baby bunny, no larger than the palm of my hand (smaller than his), slowly hopping down the side of the road. my dad picked him up, 'cause he was alone, and brought him home. he was so scared, he was shaking. we put him in a cage in my bedroom with some water and lettuce so we could bring him to the vet the next day. during the middle of the night i heard him stretch out and then this awful, awful sound of him dying... i can still remember lying there in the dark, listening to him die.
he was all stiff and stretched out in the morning... i cried so much. i think he died of fright. he was wild, though, and we assumed his mum had been hit by a car or something. too young to be away from her yet.
It was so hard for me a couple of weeks ago holding my rat as she died. I could tell when she was still fighting and I felt when she had given up. It was so weird, almost like I could see her spirit leaving her body. She was gone before her body stopped moving. I cried so hard.
But there's an intimacy there, she just laid on me, I think she appreciated the warmth. Our culture hides death. I think it's good to look it in the face one in awhile.