MARIUS ***RIP***

I was eighteen months when I crossed the rainbow bridge! My name is Marius, I was a cute giraffe, and this is my story.

When I was born, they all were so happy and thought I was so very cute. They all wanted to cuddle and pamper me. Humans came to the zoo, just to see me, I felt so loved. When I got a bit older humans didn't care so much anymore. I got bigger and wasn't a cute little baby anymore, even though I was still very young.

When I was eighteen months the zoo didn't had any purpose for me because I couldn't be used for their breeding program. I remember that someone called my name, telling me they had my favorite treat. So I came and I saw many people who apparently came to see me again, I was so very happy. Then all went black and I crossed the rainbow bridge.

I’m not angry at those humans who send me over the rainbow bridge; I only want to understand why I was send. I was cute, and I was perfectly healthy, so why?

My name is Marius and this is my story! It’s a short story, I know, but hey so was my life!