My little muse is gone. It saddens me greatly. It pains me to walk by his empty room. I miss touching his soft fur, kissing the top of his head.
As I thought back on the nine years he was with me I realized how much he affected my life. He brought me so much joy, inspired my creativity, connected me to a worldwide community of bunny lovers and artists. Isn't it remarkable that a small, quiet, gentle animal could do so much for a human? I will always be grateful for what he did for me.
At his passing, a friend wrote, "Love lives on". This brings me comfort knowing that even though he is gone, my love for him is forever.
Good-bye, Clovie. Miss you. See you on the other side.
