A sad day

I got a call from my sister Andrea this morning. She was crying, very upset, and through her tears, she told me that her pet bunny rabbit, Sugar, died during the night.

Sugar wasn't sick, but she recently turned 7 years old, which is a good life span for a rex rabbit. She was a very good pet. When let run loose in our yard, she would never run far, somehow knowing what was "her" yard. She was litter box trained in the house and in her outside hutch. She liked chewing electrical cords, which angered our father. She loved oats and carrots and parsley and even Oreo cookies and graham crackers. She liked laying around the house, hopping through snow, and staying in the shade in the summer.

I don't really know what else to say. It's a pretty sad day.