Bastard rabbit's gone AWOL. First time. Probably the last.

[longdog]

Don't deny yourself the right to grieve.

I know there's a lot of other stuff going down but Dylan obviously wasn't 'just a rabbit' to you.

 

[pembrokestephen]

Don't deny yourself the right to grieve.

I know there's a lot of other stuff going down but Dylan obviously wasn't 'just a rabbit' to you.

I'll grieve. I am grieving. But in my own sweary, tell a few funny jokes-and-stories emotionally constipated way...

About the time I got him, I had this girlfriend. She was very nice - sweet, quiet, damn good-looking, and 25. Everything I wasn't, essentially. I used to like to hug her a lot.

Dylan didn't like this One Bit. You could pretty much guarantee that, within a very short time of the hug beginning, he'd be along. He'd sit there, a couple of feet away, watching, with those depths-of-hell dark stary eyes that bunnies and sheep have. Then he'd go "Nggggrgh!!!" and stamp the floor.

It always interrupted the hug, because I couldn't ever not laugh - the little sod was JEALOUS!

Funny thing was, I had a mate who turned out the same way - every time I got a girlfriend, he'd make a play for her. Dylan must have had something going for him: the mate made a play for the cute, good-looking 25 year old, and I cut him off at the knees. Dylan always got away with it. And he was still doing the "my bitch" thing 3 years later with Ms Pembrokestephen, who used to find the feet-spraying and ankle-nipping thing just a little disconcerting...

I expect he's just found himself a woman of his own.

 

[moomoo]

More than that, he was my Main Man. It's hard to explain, but he was there through the difficult Bachelor Years - I remember waking up from falling asleep on the floor, pissed, to him nibbling my hair in a "are you ok, mate?" kind of way, and, provided he hadn't found an especially interesting mains cable to chew, he'd rush to the door to greet me when I came back home (don't get the wrong idea - this was only if it suited him and he could be arsed, this was a very MANLY owner/bunny relationship, none of yer soppy stuff).

And nobody could chase a cat like that lop-eared bastard could. *sob*

Awww, you miss your bunny don't you?

The first time I ever saw my hubby cry was when he had his dog put down. It broke his heart.

 

[pembrokestephen]

Awww, you miss your bunny don't you?

The first time I ever saw my hubby cry was when he had his dog put down. It broke his heart.

I probably won't cry. I used up my allocation by about 2002. But I will tell a lot of jokes and funny stories.

 

[Johnny Canuck3]

Just let it all out, dude...

Oh yeah yeah yeah
Now if there's a smile on my face,
It's only there tryin' to fool the public,
But when it comes down to foolin' you;
Now honey, that's quite a different subject.

But don't let my glad expression
Give you the wrong impression.
Really I'm sad.
Ah sadder than sad.
You're gone and I'm hurtin' so bad.
Like a clown I pretend to be glad.

Now there's some sad things known to man,
But ain't too much sadder than
The tears of a clown
When there's no one around.

Oh yeah baby
Now if I appear to be carefree,
It's only to camouflage my sadness.
In order to shield my pride I try
To cover this hurt with a show of gladness.

But don't let my show convince you
That I've been happy since you
Decided to go.
Oh, I need you so.
I'm hurt and I want you to know.
But for others I put on a show

Ooh, oh there's some sad things known to man,
But ain't too much sadder than
The tears of a clown
When there's no one around, oh yeah

Just like Pagliacci did,
I try to keep my sadness hid.
Smiling in the public eye
But in my lonely room I cry
The tears of a clown
When there's no one around.

Oh yeah baby
Now if there's a smile on my face,
Don't let my glad expression
Give you the wrong impression.
Don't let this smile I wear
Make you think that I don't care
Really I'm sad
Hurtin' so bad
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