So, when we got a pet rabbit seven years ago, we never thought we'd be moving that rabbit across the country nor counting his birthdays into the double digits (10.5 years old now if I'm not mistaken....). Now, I don't know whether to laugh or cry when I look out my kitchen window and see poor little ol' Rascal enjoying his outside pen while wild rabbits are running around frolicking in the yard. I can't help but think, "Does he even know he's one of them?!".
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