I’ve had to let go of a lot in the past year. My entire biological family, my apartment, some “friends”, my beloved cats. I like to think I’ve done it all with grace, but some things aren’t easy. I still can’t think about my cats without getting emotional.
Today was the day that we needed to release baby bunny Niblet back into the wild. Cotton tail bunnies have a survival rate of just 37% no matter how expert you are in taking care of them. But I raised him with love and he got big and chunky, and clearly wanted to run wild like he should. So we found a wonderful place to release him and he seemed happy. I was fine…until I got home and saw the empty cage. I miss rubbing under his little chin.