the story of squeak

Seventeen years ago (wow I feel super old right now) I kept a journal. I found it recently and it is full of ridiculousness and things I barely remember. Today, I thought it would be fun to share with you the story about Squeak, the pet bunny I had for about 1.5 days....

 April 25, 1995

"Yesterday when I got home from school, my mom and brother were sitting on the floor in the living room with a cat carrier in front of them. They told me to look inside. So I did and there was a tiny baby bunny sitting in a corner. My mom told me that my cat Mittens had it in his mouth. But luckily he has no teeth. {side note: my cat had to have all of his teeth removed because they were in terrible condition. he was fine though, his gums were hardened so he could eat stuff}.  She said we could keep it and we named it Squeak because he squeaks when  you pick him up. He is a mixture of all of these types of bunnies: Lop-eared, Dwarf, Cotton Tail and Jack. he is only 7cm long.  We had to make him a leash because you can't buy one that small. We take him outside after school every day. Yesterday I took him to the IGA {drugstore} with my mom.  Everyone stopped to look at him. He won't eat much yet but I'm sure he will. I will probably bring him to school on Monday. We keep him in a cat carrier. We are going to get him a cage and a water bottle. We have been feeding him with a baby bottle. He goes to sleep on me every night. I love him."

 not squeak, but exactly what i remember him looking like. photo credit.

April 26, 1995

"Yesterday after school I walked in my front door and asked my mom where Squeak was. She said that he wasn't there. I asked if she let him go. She said "no." I asked if she gave him away. She said that there was no one to give away. I said what do you mean? She told me that Squeak died. I started to cry. Then I said, "No, he's not dead just sleeping." I ran downstairs to see him. he was all wrapped up in a towel in a box.  I opened it up. He lay there stiff as a rock. I cried even harder. My dad told me that it was because he was so young and he needed his mother. I really loved him though. After a while my dad and I went outside to bury him. My mom told me to just think of the happy things that we did together. I told her that just makes me sadder. I don't think I can forget him. I hope I can't. He was the best pet I ever had even though he didn't last very long. I really miss him. At school I even made him a name tag. Now no one's Squeak. One day I hope another Squeak will come."

*tear* Sad story, no? I didn't mean to bring you down! I actually thought it was pretty funny considering I fell so deeply in love with this little bunny over the course of about two hours and talked about it as if we had all of these amazing times together.  My cats were notorious for bring me new "pets"... bunnies, moles, birds... I would have kept anything they delivered to our back door.

What was the best pet you ever had?