Our Bond

I nibble on the piece of cabbage left for me from last night. When will I get to go out and play? She usually is up hours earlier. I have been waiting patiently and obediently for my master to let me free from my room for the day. Turning my ears, I catch the noise of some ruffling. The anticipation is killing me. I wanted to be free of my room the moment she got out of her room. I stop chewing and nudge the door in hopes master will hear it.

I’m so tired. I knew I should not have stayed up late last night watching a horror film. There’s so much I need to do today. Looking at the time, I see I’m already running ten minutes late to be up. I jump out of bed, feeling groggy, and quickly get my clothes on I set out from last night. If I want to make it to work early, I can’t play around. I open the door and head over to the coffee machine; it’s still warm. I feel glad my spouse, Sarah, wakes up before I do, or I would have to fix the coffee. Pouring some into a cup, I take a few sips and gather my things together.

I look at the door, feeling my excitement rise as I hear master moving about behind it. I have waited hours. They burst through the door, and I eye them intently, feeling ignored as they take their giant steps to the hard surface beyond the wall. My heart sank. I want to get out of my room, but unable to without master, and I get completely ignored. I listen beyond the wall, hearing rushing liquid for a few moments, and then some sips. I don’t mind their normal routine, but I been waiting for hours, and getting quite impatient. She appears from behind the wall holding a cylinder object in their hand. Wiggling my tail, I watch them each step as the make a pile of random assortments on a table near the door of the world. Why won’t they look at me?

I sit down at the couch, hoping the coffee to kick in soon. I should leave in a few minutes… I look around at the comforts of home, before I spot my bunny wiggling their tail looking at me. How could I forget you? I set my cup down and walk to their cage to let them out before returning to my seat, watching them do binkies over and over, enjoying it. They’re so cute. I sip some more of my coffee, as they come over to me while still doing binkies.

Do they not see me? I watched as master sat down on the cushions. I prod my door a few times, looking at them, hoping they’d see me. Master? Do you see me finally? They walk over to me and let me out of my room. I feel so happy. I have been waiting hours to be free. I take a leap of joy, and another, and again. I love feeling the air around me, this feels so great. I am free! Master freed me! I look at them watching me, and choose to make my way over to them. I have not done any snuggling with master for a while, but I wanted them to pet me and my ears; how wonderful it is when they pet your ears. I climb up on their foot before they pick me up, setting me on their lap, mumbling to me while they stroke my ears. I love master.

I watch as my bunny settles on top of my foot. She must want some loving. I pick them up and set them on my lap, and pet their ears. I can tell she enjoys this a lot. “I’m sorry I got up late. Mommy won’t forget you again,” I said to them, hoping they’d forgive me. “I love you.” I keep stroking them for a few minutes, still thinking about the time before my phone rings. Answering the phone, I find out it’s my friend, seeing if we still have plans for tomorrow. Tomorrow? “Today is Friday, is it not?” I keep petting my bunny, then realized it’s Saturday. I don’t have work today.

I close my eyes, loving the attention, partially jumping at this device when it made a weird noise. They start slacking on petting me while they mumble to the device. I listen to the device mumble back. I wish I could understand this language. They take a few more passes at conversation before they hang up and start trying to talk to me. Even if I don’t understand what master is saying, they still treat me well. I hope they won’t leave anytime soon.

I hang up the phone. “Did you hear that? I forgot today was Saturday, not Friday. I don’t have to go to work today! I get to enjoy my coffee, and your company.” I keep stroking their ears. Even if they can’t understand me, they are my baby, my bunny. She keeps me company while Sarah is out and about. I adore them—I love them. I rest my head back, closing my eyes, as I keep petting her, and feeling her weight on my lap.

This bond is ours.