I was going to write an entry about the up and coming craft fair, I was going to post pictures of all the things I’ve actually finished for the fair, and I was going to post about my excitement. Sadly now I come to post about losing a pet.
When you live on a farm, the death of animals you are raising for meat should be something you are used to, it’s right there in your head. “Okay, this animal is going to help us eat through the long winter months, it will help us save money on groceries so we can afford more fuel to heat the house. We will spoil it with good food & attention, but it is still food”
However then there are the other animals, the ones to help guard your home, keep critters away, provide snuggles, and warm fur. Those are the animals, whose passing can really hurt.
Yesterday evening after a very short illness (not even 24 hours), Carrick passed away. I had no idea he was sick, I interact with him every day. Holding him, feeding him, moving him to greener grass.
I’ve never lost a rabbit to an illness before, I’ve had them escape when I was younger, I lost one to an owl when I was a little girl, my last rabbit I had for over 10 years before it passed from old age.
Rest in peace Carrick, I hope you are hopping around enjoying greener pasture.