August 8, 2004

  • I really miss Fifi.  Every time I come home, I'd look under the tree expecting to see him laying there or chewing on his leash.  Sometimes it's too unbearable.  Little memories of him keep drifting back, making me miss him even more.  I feel like crying sometimes.  I miss holding him, petting his soft fur, and playing with his ears.  I'd like to think that he's in a better place now, maybe there's a bunny heaven for him.  Wherever he is, I hope he knows that he's greatly missed.