“A bye-bye shot.” (Abby Part III)
(In case you missedparts Iand II, here they are.) The Midget came creeping down the stairs around 6 a.m. It was still dark and the room was quiet. “Daddy?” “Yes, Peanut?” “Can I say goodbye to Abby?” I pulled myself off the fold-out bed and smiled half of a smile at her. “Sure.” She went by the cage, only to have the bunny start to flap and flail, sending the Midget streaking back to me. I petted her head. “It’s OK, honey. Abby’s just scared.” “Did you stay here all night with her, Daddy?” “Yes. She wasn’t lonely.” “Good.” She … Continue reading “A bye-bye shot.” (Abby Part III)
