My daughter rescued him from getting hit by cars in the street last summer. My younger daughter, who was 11 at the time, was very surprised when her sister and I went to Quick Check for coffee and came home with the bunny.
She was scared of him for a few weeks, but eventually she became more interested in getting to know him. Now she loves him and loves to feed him and p lay with him
My older daughter was 17 at the time we got him. She is the one who gave me the puppy dog eyes of “Mom….please…”
But now we all love the bunny who we call Bunny.