first tattoo had to be my baby girl!🐰❤️🔥 thank you for the Cinnamon ink @asiarain 🌟🥰✨
first tattoo had to be my baby girl!🐰❤️🔥 thank you for the Cinnamon ink @asiarain 🌟🥰✨
first tattoo had to be my baby girl!🐰❤️🔥 thank you for the Cinnamon ink @asiarain 🌟🥰✨
@rhidancey 💞🐇🖤💝✨
jinkies! 🔎🖤
jinkies! 🔎🖤
jinkies! 🔎🖤
just your friendly thanksgiving-eve reminder that turkeys are sentient beings who give love and want love. They deserve compassion and kindness, just like every other living creature. Consider keeping meat off your plate tomorrow ❤️ this baby lives safely at @thegentlebarn 🦃
just your friendly thanksgiving-eve reminder that turkeys are sentient beings who give love and want love. They deserve compassion and kindness, just like every other living creature. Consider keeping meat off your plate tomorrow ❤️ this baby lives safely at @thegentlebarn 🦃
I finally had to say goodbye to my baby girl. Cinnamon and I were about to hit our 10 year anniversary together on December 26th. We got to spend a decade together. I know it could seem silly to some, but Cinnamon changed my life more than anything or anyone ever has. When I adopted Cinnamon, she was in a terrible condition. Before she was surrendered to the shelter I adopted her from, she was held by hoarders who had hundreds of other rabbits. When I got her, her ear was torn in half, she had metal stitches still in her, and she was covered in pee. She was terrified of humans, rightfully so. She wanted nothing to do with me for a few months, but after showing her love and kindness, she came around and trusted me. She completely transformed and became the sassy, goofy, loving little girl she was for the next 10 years. Seeing what human compassion could do for an animal made me realize that I had to go vegan. Cinnamon is the reason I’m vegan, which also means the reason my dad is vegan, and veganism is how he changed his life after his heart attack. Veganism has given my life purpose, meaning and cause, and who knows if I would’ve gotten here without Cinnamon’s guidance. She showed me my life’s purpose: to help animals. In her last month of life, she slowly declined. I’ve been grieving her for a month, trying to come to terms with the fact that my baby girl was getting old, plain and simple. When I adopted her, she was supposedly 2, so my baby lived till 12, and she lived such a good, treat-filled life of love and joy. A piece of me feels like it’s missing, my heart outside my body, but as I held her as she passed, I could also swear I felt her soul around me, with me. Her soul is so bright, it’s hard to miss. I don’t really know how I’m going to do life without Cinnamon in the physical form, without her tooth purrs, without her nudges for treats, without her little licks, but I’ll carry her with me in my heart for the rest of my life. Adopting Cinnamon was the best decision I have ever and will ever make. She changed my life forever. Thank you for giving me purpose, for loving me, for teaching me and for showing me the way. I will miss you every day my angel.
I finally had to say goodbye to my baby girl. Cinnamon and I were about to hit our 10 year anniversary together on December 26th. We got to spend a decade together. I know it could seem silly to some, but Cinnamon changed my life more than anything or anyone ever has. When I adopted Cinnamon, she was in a terrible condition. Before she was surrendered to the shelter I adopted her from, she was held by hoarders who had hundreds of other rabbits. When I got her, her ear was torn in half, she had metal stitches still in her, and she was covered in pee. She was terrified of humans, rightfully so. She wanted nothing to do with me for a few months, but after showing her love and kindness, she came around and trusted me. She completely transformed and became the sassy, goofy, loving little girl she was for the next 10 years. Seeing what human compassion could do for an animal made me realize that I had to go vegan. Cinnamon is the reason I’m vegan, which also means the reason my dad is vegan, and veganism is how he changed his life after his heart attack. Veganism has given my life purpose, meaning and cause, and who knows if I would’ve gotten here without Cinnamon’s guidance. She showed me my life’s purpose: to help animals. In her last month of life, she slowly declined. I’ve been grieving her for a month, trying to come to terms with the fact that my baby girl was getting old, plain and simple. When I adopted her, she was supposedly 2, so my baby lived till 12, and she lived such a good, treat-filled life of love and joy. A piece of me feels like it’s missing, my heart outside my body, but as I held her as she passed, I could also swear I felt her soul around me, with me. Her soul is so bright, it’s hard to miss. I don’t really know how I’m going to do life without Cinnamon in the physical form, without her tooth purrs, without her nudges for treats, without her little licks, but I’ll carry her with me in my heart for the rest of my life. Adopting Cinnamon was the best decision I have ever and will ever make. She changed my life forever. Thank you for giving me purpose, for loving me, for teaching me and for showing me the way. I will miss you every day my angel.
I finally had to say goodbye to my baby girl. Cinnamon and I were about to hit our 10 year anniversary together on December 26th. We got to spend a decade together. I know it could seem silly to some, but Cinnamon changed my life more than anything or anyone ever has. When I adopted Cinnamon, she was in a terrible condition. Before she was surrendered to the shelter I adopted her from, she was held by hoarders who had hundreds of other rabbits. When I got her, her ear was torn in half, she had metal stitches still in her, and she was covered in pee. She was terrified of humans, rightfully so. She wanted nothing to do with me for a few months, but after showing her love and kindness, she came around and trusted me. She completely transformed and became the sassy, goofy, loving little girl she was for the next 10 years. Seeing what human compassion could do for an animal made me realize that I had to go vegan. Cinnamon is the reason I’m vegan, which also means the reason my dad is vegan, and veganism is how he changed his life after his heart attack. Veganism has given my life purpose, meaning and cause, and who knows if I would’ve gotten here without Cinnamon’s guidance. She showed me my life’s purpose: to help animals. In her last month of life, she slowly declined. I’ve been grieving her for a month, trying to come to terms with the fact that my baby girl was getting old, plain and simple. When I adopted her, she was supposedly 2, so my baby lived till 12, and she lived such a good, treat-filled life of love and joy. A piece of me feels like it’s missing, my heart outside my body, but as I held her as she passed, I could also swear I felt her soul around me, with me. Her soul is so bright, it’s hard to miss. I don’t really know how I’m going to do life without Cinnamon in the physical form, without her tooth purrs, without her nudges for treats, without her little licks, but I’ll carry her with me in my heart for the rest of my life. Adopting Cinnamon was the best decision I have ever and will ever make. She changed my life forever. Thank you for giving me purpose, for loving me, for teaching me and for showing me the way. I will miss you every day my angel.
I finally had to say goodbye to my baby girl. Cinnamon and I were about to hit our 10 year anniversary together on December 26th. We got to spend a decade together. I know it could seem silly to some, but Cinnamon changed my life more than anything or anyone ever has. When I adopted Cinnamon, she was in a terrible condition. Before she was surrendered to the shelter I adopted her from, she was held by hoarders who had hundreds of other rabbits. When I got her, her ear was torn in half, she had metal stitches still in her, and she was covered in pee. She was terrified of humans, rightfully so. She wanted nothing to do with me for a few months, but after showing her love and kindness, she came around and trusted me. She completely transformed and became the sassy, goofy, loving little girl she was for the next 10 years. Seeing what human compassion could do for an animal made me realize that I had to go vegan. Cinnamon is the reason I’m vegan, which also means the reason my dad is vegan, and veganism is how he changed his life after his heart attack. Veganism has given my life purpose, meaning and cause, and who knows if I would’ve gotten here without Cinnamon’s guidance. She showed me my life’s purpose: to help animals. In her last month of life, she slowly declined. I’ve been grieving her for a month, trying to come to terms with the fact that my baby girl was getting old, plain and simple. When I adopted her, she was supposedly 2, so my baby lived till 12, and she lived such a good, treat-filled life of love and joy. A piece of me feels like it’s missing, my heart outside my body, but as I held her as she passed, I could also swear I felt her soul around me, with me. Her soul is so bright, it’s hard to miss. I don’t really know how I’m going to do life without Cinnamon in the physical form, without her tooth purrs, without her nudges for treats, without her little licks, but I’ll carry her with me in my heart for the rest of my life. Adopting Cinnamon was the best decision I have ever and will ever make. She changed my life forever. Thank you for giving me purpose, for loving me, for teaching me and for showing me the way. I will miss you every day my angel.
I finally had to say goodbye to my baby girl. Cinnamon and I were about to hit our 10 year anniversary together on December 26th. We got to spend a decade together. I know it could seem silly to some, but Cinnamon changed my life more than anything or anyone ever has. When I adopted Cinnamon, she was in a terrible condition. Before she was surrendered to the shelter I adopted her from, she was held by hoarders who had hundreds of other rabbits. When I got her, her ear was torn in half, she had metal stitches still in her, and she was covered in pee. She was terrified of humans, rightfully so. She wanted nothing to do with me for a few months, but after showing her love and kindness, she came around and trusted me. She completely transformed and became the sassy, goofy, loving little girl she was for the next 10 years. Seeing what human compassion could do for an animal made me realize that I had to go vegan. Cinnamon is the reason I’m vegan, which also means the reason my dad is vegan, and veganism is how he changed his life after his heart attack. Veganism has given my life purpose, meaning and cause, and who knows if I would’ve gotten here without Cinnamon’s guidance. She showed me my life’s purpose: to help animals. In her last month of life, she slowly declined. I’ve been grieving her for a month, trying to come to terms with the fact that my baby girl was getting old, plain and simple. When I adopted her, she was supposedly 2, so my baby lived till 12, and she lived such a good, treat-filled life of love and joy. A piece of me feels like it’s missing, my heart outside my body, but as I held her as she passed, I could also swear I felt her soul around me, with me. Her soul is so bright, it’s hard to miss. I don’t really know how I’m going to do life without Cinnamon in the physical form, without her tooth purrs, without her nudges for treats, without her little licks, but I’ll carry her with me in my heart for the rest of my life. Adopting Cinnamon was the best decision I have ever and will ever make. She changed my life forever. Thank you for giving me purpose, for loving me, for teaching me and for showing me the way. I will miss you every day my angel.
I finally had to say goodbye to my baby girl. Cinnamon and I were about to hit our 10 year anniversary together on December 26th. We got to spend a decade together. I know it could seem silly to some, but Cinnamon changed my life more than anything or anyone ever has. When I adopted Cinnamon, she was in a terrible condition. Before she was surrendered to the shelter I adopted her from, she was held by hoarders who had hundreds of other rabbits. When I got her, her ear was torn in half, she had metal stitches still in her, and she was covered in pee. She was terrified of humans, rightfully so. She wanted nothing to do with me for a few months, but after showing her love and kindness, she came around and trusted me. She completely transformed and became the sassy, goofy, loving little girl she was for the next 10 years. Seeing what human compassion could do for an animal made me realize that I had to go vegan. Cinnamon is the reason I’m vegan, which also means the reason my dad is vegan, and veganism is how he changed his life after his heart attack. Veganism has given my life purpose, meaning and cause, and who knows if I would’ve gotten here without Cinnamon’s guidance. She showed me my life’s purpose: to help animals. In her last month of life, she slowly declined. I’ve been grieving her for a month, trying to come to terms with the fact that my baby girl was getting old, plain and simple. When I adopted her, she was supposedly 2, so my baby lived till 12, and she lived such a good, treat-filled life of love and joy. A piece of me feels like it’s missing, my heart outside my body, but as I held her as she passed, I could also swear I felt her soul around me, with me. Her soul is so bright, it’s hard to miss. I don’t really know how I’m going to do life without Cinnamon in the physical form, without her tooth purrs, without her nudges for treats, without her little licks, but I’ll carry her with me in my heart for the rest of my life. Adopting Cinnamon was the best decision I have ever and will ever make. She changed my life forever. Thank you for giving me purpose, for loving me, for teaching me and for showing me the way. I will miss you every day my angel.
I finally had to say goodbye to my baby girl. Cinnamon and I were about to hit our 10 year anniversary together on December 26th. We got to spend a decade together. I know it could seem silly to some, but Cinnamon changed my life more than anything or anyone ever has. When I adopted Cinnamon, she was in a terrible condition. Before she was surrendered to the shelter I adopted her from, she was held by hoarders who had hundreds of other rabbits. When I got her, her ear was torn in half, she had metal stitches still in her, and she was covered in pee. She was terrified of humans, rightfully so. She wanted nothing to do with me for a few months, but after showing her love and kindness, she came around and trusted me. She completely transformed and became the sassy, goofy, loving little girl she was for the next 10 years. Seeing what human compassion could do for an animal made me realize that I had to go vegan. Cinnamon is the reason I’m vegan, which also means the reason my dad is vegan, and veganism is how he changed his life after his heart attack. Veganism has given my life purpose, meaning and cause, and who knows if I would’ve gotten here without Cinnamon’s guidance. She showed me my life’s purpose: to help animals. In her last month of life, she slowly declined. I’ve been grieving her for a month, trying to come to terms with the fact that my baby girl was getting old, plain and simple. When I adopted her, she was supposedly 2, so my baby lived till 12, and she lived such a good, treat-filled life of love and joy. A piece of me feels like it’s missing, my heart outside my body, but as I held her as she passed, I could also swear I felt her soul around me, with me. Her soul is so bright, it’s hard to miss. I don’t really know how I’m going to do life without Cinnamon in the physical form, without her tooth purrs, without her nudges for treats, without her little licks, but I’ll carry her with me in my heart for the rest of my life. Adopting Cinnamon was the best decision I have ever and will ever make. She changed my life forever. Thank you for giving me purpose, for loving me, for teaching me and for showing me the way. I will miss you every day my angel.
