Mr. Bunny W. died peacefully in his cage yesterday, leaving behind to mourn him one large brood of children, a dog named Champ, two cats, General Thunder and Kitten Force, and one chinchilla named Chinchy. And two adults, parents of the brood of children, who were secretly a little relieved.
Mr. Bunny was buried in a cd player box in the woods next door. Several teary-eyed children were in attendance. He was a dwarf rabbit, and the cutest little bunny ever. Charlotte Claire could snap out of almost any tantrum with a bribe of going to feed Mr. Bunny a carrot. She keeps declaring, "Bunny's night-night!", as she has no idea about death. Jon doesn't quite get it either.....
The father to the brood of children told the mother of the brood NOT to get another bunny. This Mr. Bunny was bunny #2 for the family, and the said father did forgive said mother for that purchase, as mother was under extreme pressure from begging children, and 8 week old bunnies ARE irresistable...
The father, who was admittedly fond of Mr. Bunny, won't miss the task of watering and feeding Mr. Bunny, when the children forgot. Or reminding the children to clean Mr. Bunny's cage. The mother is wondering how to get Charlotte Claire to snap out of her tantrums. Maybe get some chinchilla treats? Or maybe kitty or doggy treats?
Well anyway, rest in peace little Mr. Bunny. Thank you for putting up with so many walks on your bunny-leash, and unwanted cuddles. You never asked for anything, and were so thankful for your salad scraps....
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