We went to another breeder before going back to the same one Musti came from. The other breeder had no lops. I saw those really cute black rabbits but they lacked the "charm" of loppity eared rabbits so we still decided to go for a lop.
We will always remember his time with usSo, today is the sixth. One year has passed, and i miss uou to death. I still cry when i talk to you, of you, to anyone. i feel a mixture of sad and joy looking at pictures of you, remembering the kissy cuddly personality, all the tattered bedsheets and the massive amount of hay that you consumed. All the times when you were secretly asking for help but too rabbit-esque to openly show it, when i was too inexperienced to notice it, and the crippling feeling that you should still be here with us, but won't, the gnawing feeling that i could've done more, tried a bit better, caught onto the red flags just a bit earlier. But i didn't.
Oh well, it was the past, i regret it, i feel bad for it, but i know that despite all the hics, errors and the missed signs, i loved you to bits and you loved me back as much, if not even more. I couldn't imagie a better rabbit than Musti-big and floofy, friendly, social, pretty and cuddly, huggable and super handleable, curious and active, funny and caring- to show me the ropes of rabbitry, it was all because of you that Storm lives with us, indoors at that, and had a companion, even if it was for a short time, and i appreciate it, i thank you for it so much. In the end, i did my best, and that's all that matters.
I broke my promise, saying that i'd tell you every day how much i love you. But i know that you understand even without me telling you all the time, like a parent knows they're loved without the kid reminding them.
My dear Musti... There will be none like you.