Grimalkin

The header image for this Queue is my rabbit Grimalkin. She was a very good rabbit. She died a few years ago — she got sick and ultimately the vet didn’t think she could be saved. But before that, for about seven years, she was my rabbit and I loved her very much. She was a part of our family, and she would often come over and lick my eyes — I half suspect she knew there was something wrong with them before anyone else did and was trying to help.

I miss her every day. She was small, and gray, and brave. She would charge the cats and grind her teeth, and one time, she did a backflip in order to drop kick one of the cats who was trying to get into her enclosure. I can’t really tell you just how much her loss changed me, how much I miss her binkies and her loafing next to me while I played Mass Effect or Dragon Age. She made my life better and I know there’s a hole in me now where I will never see her again. Lodur once drew me a picture of a rabbit wearing Warrior Tier 2, and I know that was Grimalkin in her heart of hearts, the Warrior Bunny.

Five years, little girl. We haven’t forgotten you. We never will. I hope to see you again, doing binkies wherever good little rabbits go. Every time my eyes act up I remember.

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