This isn't much of a story. It's certainly not a poem. What it is, is a rememberance of a cool little dude. Louie the rabbit. "Mr. Bunny Man". Mini-rex extraordinaire. He was ours not nearly long enough. 2/21/07 - 1/10/08 to be exact. Loved, adored, missed. I had never held a rabbit in my life. When I went to adopt him, they dropped him right into my arms, and my world was suddenly different. An adorable, scared, little furball. For two weeks, we were unable to pick out a name for the bunny formerly known as Bubba/Buddha. Good thing, because as fate would have it, she wasn't a she at all. At this point only a manly name would suffice. So we settled on "Louie". Sweet Lou.
It took him a little while to get his mojo back after getting fixed and being called a cute little lady for a couple of weeks. Luckily for us, he once again commenced the grunting, circling, and figure 8's around our feet. What a joy it was learning the "language" of a rabbit. Who knew a tiny, mostly silent creature could have so much to say? Binkies were a cause for cheering and applause on a nightly basis. When we chased him around the house, he barely had more fun than us. Feeding him a banana was almost too funny to watch. The grape and tomato juice produced when chewing was tremendous fun as well. I beg someone to show me something cuter in this world than a bunny cleaning their ears.
All friends and family seemed to enjoy his presence as well. The list of potential bunny-sitters was ever-growing. There was so much undeniable love packed into those 4.5 pounds. He had attitude and his own personality. We knew where we stood in his world simply by looking to see if his backside was facing us or not when he was lying down. It seemed he was more a fan of Van Morrison than The Clash. Honestly! He brightened our world every single day he was in it. He made me a better person. A person with responsibility. He was loved by his Mom so much. He taught her patience.
And then he was gone- just like that. 46 Wednesdays we had him in our lives. That's it. It felt like a deal with the devil. Sick one day of his life (I guess that's the way we all want to go). Much too soon. I miss him. His Mommy misses him. It hurts. We cry. We laugh. We cry some more. All you can do is smile and move on. He changed our lives. He was our sun. It all revolved around him. We'll meet again. This much I know. Mr. Bunny Man, Big Pig, Mr. Sunny Bunny, Mrs. Bunny Man. He's the king of the hallway, he's the king of the hall. He's the king of the hallway, he's the king of it all. WE MISS YOU BUNS. Love, Mommy and Daddy