have u ever looked into the eyes of a dying pet as he lay on the table of the vet. watch as he twitches in that disturbing way. and yet despite the fact that he cant move. stuggles to twist his head at an angle where his eyes bore directly into yours. our gaze is held as you watch tears slowly but surely flow out. and then suddenly he opens his mouth and lets out a cry so pityful. one you have never heard before as he continues to stare right at you as if asking;
why did you leave him. why weren’t you there when everything happened. every form of a why question unseemingly aimed right at you and your heart breaks and you feel nothing but guilt and an undeniable sadness overcomes and now it’s your turn to spill your tears.
please fight and survive my baby bun bun. i’m sorry i dont know what happened and im sorry i wasnt there when it happened. but fight baby.i know you’re stronger than that.you’ve survived being abused and somehow found your way to me. so fight. i know you can.
(edit : it’s screwed up that the vets in malaysia never really know what to do with a hamster or a rabbit. most of them only know about dogs and cats.
and i tell myself.
i will be different.
because they just let my rabbit die.)
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