Genevieve’s Guest Post: Bob
November 29, 2012 § 4 Comments
It was a bitter cold Sunday day when news came before church that Bob was having health issues. If I remember correctly it was that he really couldn’t use his hinds and he couldn’t walk right and he wanted to curl up in a corner. Many said that if he was trying to do that, he was going to die. I was waiting for the miracle of life to be shot into him so that he would live, but sadly it did not happen. I was told that Bob had passed away at exactly… okay I don’t know what time. (Rose help me out here). I will always remember feeding him (before Rose moved) at 12:00-3:00 in the afternoon and when I took them out Bob would scurry off and hide. I’d call but never get his attention until I searched everywhere. I remember how we had to remove Merv from his cage because Bob would steal his food. Yea, good times.
Now he is buried out by Rose’s strawberry garden so that when she works there, his spirit will be with her at all times.
Oh God, why couldn’t I have held his twitching and long body one more time and feel his rough fur and study the stripe down his back.
I love you Bob and I miss you.