Blacky Buns Bye Bye (by sarah)

Blacky Jean's rabbit has sadly died - he had seemed off colour and then whilst we were on holiday his back legs just stopped working and he died shortly after. Jean initially did not cry when told - she had suspected it might be the case she said. I went off to get her some pjs and when I returned she was at the door of her room crying that he was her best pet. He was her first pet bought with her own money and raised from a baby. His ear never did recover properlly from where he tried to follow the guinea pigs out of the run on thier ill fated bid for feedom. But even with the scaring and repeated infecting he was still much loved and stroked and spoiled.

being a wiered mix of flemish giant and lop ear he was prown to health issues but when we got the little baby blacky we thought he would be with us for a good while.

Jean wrote him a letter explaining how sad we were and asking him to say hello to her goldfish and other pets we have lost. She then did a poem to.

For Jean this summer has been a bit trumatic for pet deaths - all three of her pets have died. We have taken great pains to explain that she looked after them really well and that is not why thy have died. She said to me that 'if you love something lots and look after it, when it dies if ghosts are true then its ghost will love you and protect you?'

I cried after she was a sleep as I hadn't said goodbye to him I'd just popped a pot of veg I'd been growing for him into his run so that he would have a great treat whilst we were away. Alaric says he strocked him for all of us.