||[Sep. 4th, 2003|07:40 pm]
Cassy's gone. She has been for over a day, and still I cannot fill the empty space where she used to be. And Mama has it even worse--she's the one who fed Cassy when she was a baby, and all this time she's been her rabbit. And she watched her leave this world (or perhaps she's still here somewhere--who knows?).
Well, she was able to leave us in the way I'm sure she or anyone else would want. She died from a natural cause--old age. The first of our rabbits to do so. Which makes me feel horrible about myself--we take such good care of our rabbits, so why are only two out of eight left? They're only six years old--sure, one year past their life expectancy, but still...it makes me sad.
Anyway, we buried her in a mound of dirt the squirrels had built up over the years. It's under the beautiful walnut tree--I'm sure she'll like it there. And the squirrels won't bother her, for we found no tunnels in that big mound. It's all excavated dirt.
And whenever we drive past that little hill, I'll think of Cassy, and that little personality that I'm glad I got to know, even if it caused us all such heartbreak.