Elucidating Questions

He puts up with me when I cuddle him

I get all up in his face and get all over his tiny little self and just snuggle into his soft fur and

He comes to me by himself, choosing to spend time around me rather than being picked up and controlled

He wants to eat my window sill

He digs imaginary holes and plays pretend hole digging in the blankets

He’s so pure

Too pure for this world

Just so tiny

And I get to keep him for his entire life

He doesn’t know how lucky I am to have finally found him

A year’s worth of dreaming up bunnies that weren’t there when I woke up

He waits by the door of his cage in the morning

Flicks his little feet in anger when I put him to bed at night

How could something so good exist?

I’m at a loss, I love him so much

My beautiful little Pan 

One month together has already been so good

And now I get years

I’m so lucky

I wish I could tell him how lucky I am

To know two tiny finger ears, the wiggly nose, the springy feet

To be allowed to hold him close and snuggle into his fur

I’m so grateful

I hope he feels safe and and home

My sweet little bun