Last Monday, Memorial Day, when many people were at the beach or camping or having BBQs with their families, I was picking up the newest resident at my house.
She's the brown bun on the right and her name is Ellie. She's approximately 3 years old and she was given to me by some friends who had rescued her from being taken to the Humane Society. They had intended to find her a forever home and two years later she was still living with them. After I lost Flower, they thought of Stormy and me. I agreed to give it a try. I wasn't committing to keeping her in case Stormy didn't like her. So, I brought her home. I fell in love with her at first sight. She's too cute for words (Squee!) and she's super tiny (less than half of Stormy's size). The two are still getting used to each other. I was only able to get this photo because they had stopped chasing each other to catch a breather.
All three of my buns have had 2 names (Cinnamon Bun, Flower Pot, and Stormy Bear). I decided that if Ellie was going to be staying with us, she needed a second name too. I tossed around a few ideas and decided on Ellie Mae. It just flows off the tongue and it's super cute, just like her. It's also sort of significant because she came to me in May. I have to admit, Mae isn't the only second name she has. I also call her Ellie Copter because her ears sticking straight out makes her look like a helicopter. Snart! (Snart is a word some friends and I say when something is silly/funny. It makes us laugh that much harder). I know, that's just wrong. But I think it's adorable. It's like when I call Stormy a Stinky Bear. I say it with love.
It's been two weeks. I miss my little angel SO much. I can't believe it was only a year after we lost Cinnamon Bun that we lost Flower Pot. I wish I had something awesome or profound to say, but alas, I am at a loss for words. I just have this hole in my heart for my two little bunny angels. But I'm so thankful to have had the chance to love them and feel their love in return.
The best part of all of this is that it seems my Stormy Bear is a very happy solo bun. He has really come out of his shell since Flower died. He is much more social with me and even doesn't seem to mind anymore if pick him up. He comes up to me all the time now to get his head rubbed. This thrills me to no end as I was very worried he would become depressed without some company, especially since I am gone a lot during the week. We'll see if he feels the same way about me after I put a red bow around his neck to take his picture for Valentine's Day.
Thought of the day: “The risk of love is loss, and the price of loss is grief. But the pain of grief is only a shadow when compared with the pain of never risking love.” ~Hilary Stanton Zunin