March 31st, 2007

Rainbow || Rainbow northern lights.


Mimachi died some time this morning between 1:40 and 5:40 a.m.

Of course I'm kicking myself for not going down an hour earlier and all that, but I think I accomplished what I set out to do.

I cared for him even thinking he wouldn't make it. Spent time and sang to him.

I've never been a small animal person, but I wanted this mouse loved. He was, and by the whole family.

It hurts more than I expected to see him gone. I wish I could have been better. I tried my best. Next time my best will be better because I have this time to base it on.

I love you, Mimachi. I hope your passing was easy and gentle, smooth and carefree. Know that somehow you got a wacky family of four to love you very much and come to enjoy your quirky squeaks and activities. You would have made a wonderful adult and I'm sorry that chance was denied you. Your soul was, is, or will be--I don't know--beautiful.

I think I'll write a song about him tomorrow, as a gift. He loved it when I sang.

Goodbye, Mimachi. I'll miss you.