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Emil aka "Emilio" was my bunny. He died on 14. February 2007 - yes, on Valentines Day. ...

I can still remember the day very well. At this time I lived at a boarding school and haden't seen him for a long time. My mother called me that he was not good and that they had brought him to the vet. They didn't think that he would get better.

I had to go to this fuckin "Valentiens Day Dinner" at school, so I couldn't talk to her longer. And I can tell you, it was horrible. Everywhere where balloon hearts on the floor, little glitter hearts on the table,... - I hate this anyway but on this day it was the last thing I wanted to be surrounded with.

After dinner I ran to my room as fast as I could and called my mother. My bunny had just died in between.

I always was looking forward to the day I'd leave that school and spend a lot of time with him. But actually that day never came. I really wish I could have been there. Even if you might say "shut that shit up it's just a stupid bunny" I can tell you that it was hard to be not able to see him again just one time and give him more of the live he would have deserved. (My parents didn't have so much time for him) So I can do nothing but live with that fault that I didn't give him a really good life and I'll never be able to change that.

R.I.P. at least

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Emil aka "Emilio" was my bunny. He died on 14. February 2007 - yes, on Valentines Day. ...

I can still remember the day very well. At this time I lived at a boarding school and haden't seen him for a long time. My mother called me that he was not good and that they had brought him to the vet. They didn't think that he would get better.

I had to go to this fuckin "Valentiens Day Dinner" at school, so I couldn't talk to her longer. And I can tell you, it was horrible. Everywhere where balloon hearts on the floor, little glitter hearts on the table,... - I hate this anyway but on this day it was the last thing I wanted to be surrounded with.

After dinner I ran to my room as fast as I could and called my mother. My bunny had just died in between.

I always was looking forward to the day I'd leave that school and spend a lot of time with him. But actually that day never came. I really wish I could have been there. Even if you might say "shut that shit up it's just a stupid bunny" I can tell you that it was hard to be not able to see him again just one time and give him more of the live he would have deserved. (My parents didn't have so much time for him) So I can do nothing but live with that fault that I didn't give him a really good life and I'll never be able to change that.

R.I.P. at least