I rescued Scottie in August of 24. He was 6 months old. His binkies and zoomies brought joy to my heart. One day he claimed me in the manner of rabbits. He peed on my pants then again after I changed them. He was mine and I was his. I took him to places where people would see him and fell in love with him. He brought joy to me again and again. But I could not undo the accident that befell him.. For 19 days I struggled to make him comfortable, but to not. With pain in his body and sorrow in my heart, I had to ease his pain and let him go. My love for my boy lasts, and when it's my time I shall meet him at the Rainbow Bridge. Together forever and the joy that will be there.