hiddenmuse | Alav A Shalom, Sid

It's a sad day off for me, as Sid, my little angry black bunny, has died.

He was about 5 years old - I'd had him for over 3 years. I'd greet him in the mornings, and when I came home from work. When I had to clean out his cage, he would get out of the cage and hide behind the couch for a few hours. When I first moved into the apartment, he got into the habit of gnawing on the cords to my TV and VCR - which are taped up with duct tape.

Surprisingly, Sid was a finicky eater. He'd eat the kibble he liked the most, then root through the bowl for more of what he liked, leaving the rest for last - or desperation. If he was given food he didn't like, he'd upend the bowl, or just ignore it until he was hungry.

I'm just sitting here in shock, bawling my eyes out like a goddamn baby - feeling absolutely pathetic right now.

So, rest in peace, Mr. Sidworthy - you know you were loved.