Toto, I don't think we're in Dwarf bunny territory anymore.
The other night, Bun Bun's ears picked up a radio signal from a station in Russia.
When we got her as a little ball of fuzzy cuteness, they told us at the pet store she was "either a dwarf or a lop." I want whatever they've been smokin'. I think she would be better described as a "giant hare on ear steroids."
I'm not going to tell you that I buy kale and carrots and herbs just for Bun Bun. I'm also not going to tell you that I bought a harness and leash so I could follow her around in the park.
That would make me mentally insane, RIGHT?