This is NOT our Final Goodbye
On Cinco de Mayo
Rest in power, my little diva girl Bunni. You found me 11 years ago, guided and supported my healing and recovery. You taught me how to live my life fearlessly and with a ‘tude. You taught me how to self-care, with your disdain for kids and kibble and your love of turkey, and all things dairy (especially plain yogurt). You loved all cheeses, you did not discriminate. Gouda was good and cheddar was better. Mascarpone on rusk, pieces of paneer, cream cheese on toast, you accepted them all graciously. Broccoli with butter or coconut oil was your first foodie love. Yet you watched your figure and stayed in great shape. With Anand and Terry and Jeanny, Peeku and I are sending you on your way with the bestest love in our hearts. See you at the Rainbow Bridge, my naughty haughty gurl.
