Story of My Life: Lamenting the Loss of a Rabbit

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Lamenting the Loss of a Rabbit

Rabbit foot--

with no rabbit--

Not so lucky.

My rabbit,

Steel, Steve, Bunny,

This rabbit was.

WAS.

Maybe is.

Maybe not.

Still mine.

Wherever he goes.

Be happy,

Lucky little rabbit.

This post is dedicated to my Rabbit,

My Steel, My Steve, My Bunny,

Who left this Universe

at 3:10 this past afternoon,

Thursday June 11

2009 AD.

R.I.P.

9 comments:

Avian Fang said...: You have my condolences. I am sorry for your lose. I always wanted a bunny. I hope you are ok.

Quinn; June 15, 2009 at 10:40 PM
already_in_the_air said...: Yeah, I'm fine, thanks. Sometimes I forget he's not there, and sometimes that seems OK.

cat; June 17, 2009 at 10:09 AM
deranged_cheese said...: i'm sorry about your bunny cat! :'( i shall cry for you...okay maybe not but thats still sad. how old was steve?; June 18, 2009 at 2:35 PM
already_in_the_air said...: About six years old. HE WAS SO CUTE!!! HE SHOULDN'T HAVE DIED!; June 19, 2009 at 11:31 AM
deranged_cheese said...: at least he lived a good long life :); June 20, 2009 at 3:26 PM
Anonymous said...: cat i'm so so sorry! i didn't read your post until just now because i haven't been on here in forever! i hope that steel/steve is in bunny heaven right now nibbling carrots and lettuce leaves =); June 21, 2009 at 10:04 PM
already_in_the_air said...: And cucumber peels too, I have no doubt about that. :); June 23, 2009 at 10:05 PM
Anonymous said...: how could i have forgotten?! i miss you bushes and barrels!! (i've always wanted to say that!) i can't wait to see you at the parade =); June 28, 2009 at 12:10 AM
Kyle said...: =(; December 20, 2010 at 2:10 AM

Tragedies That Have Occurred to Me While I was Making Eggs

~ I left a paper towel over the panful of eggs on the stove, and didn't realize the stove was still ON under my eggs. So of course I freaked and was pretty T.O.'ed that my breakfast was sitting charred and soggy at the bottom of my trash can. I was nine years old. Both tragic and traumatic.
~ More recently, I was opening that can of cooking oil you spray on the pan to keep your food from sticking to it. The red dot was off from where the spray would leave the nozzle, so I tried to turn it, because we all know it wouldn't work otherwise. Well, this can made an exception and sprayed me in the face. My eye was in some mild pain after that.
~ On the same day of the spray can incident, I accidently put too much spray oil in the pan. This angered the Almighty Egg Gods, or maybe the Gods Against Wasteful Mortals Organization of Holy-terror/Punishment (G.A.W.M.O.H.P. for short) and anyway, my fit dose of bad karma was for the currently sizzling egg to pop a little piece of itself at my eyelid. That was a cause of some extreme eye-pain after that, followed with a vicious stabbing and eating of the egg in question. Needless to say, unless I want a larger list, I am now a cereal person.
~ A few days ago (as of 2/5/09) I was making frozen waffles, and the syrup was new and wouldn't come out. There was no paper tab thing to remove, so I just leaned my head over the bottle--like the idiot you see in bad comedies and wonder"How could they THINK that was a good idea?"--and squeezed the syrup bottle. Long-ish story short, I got syrup in my eye, nose, ear, and hair. Not pleasant!
~ a word of advice to those of you looking for more stuff on this list: See my other blog page. It's called "The Secret Organization of GAWMOHP". Have fun!

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