Im glad im not the only one… Why I hate bunnies: Let me tell you a story… Once upon a time my little sister convinced our dear mother to let us adopt two baby bunnies. At first this seemed like a lovely idea and i happily picked out an adorable black rabbit and she picked out a white one. We had the bunnies at our home and so i went to hold them. I picked up my little brown bunny and held her in my lap, stroking her gently when all of a sudden, out of fucking nowhere the bunny decides to roundhouse kick me in the fucking face, slicing my lip in half. I put the rabbit back in its cage and ran to my mom crying who then proceeded to put disinfectant (of the hydrogen peroxide variety) on the wound and consequentially in my mouth. It was an unpleasant experience. The longer we kept the bunnies the more apparent it became that my little sister would not be caring for them. And so it became my job to feed, bathe, and clean up after the rodents. We were very kind to these bunnies and gentle with them but they seemed to hate us. When feeding them i had to be cautious for they would bite my hands if I got too close, when allowing them to play in an outdoor pen we had to be watchful because the little fucking houdinis would escape and run everywhere and taunt the cat while risking their lives, when cleaning their excrement it was recommendable to wear a gas mask. In addition their piss and shit had to be cleaned at least twice a day or it would become hazardous. In the middle of the night these bunnies would make such a racket that i could not sleep, causing my mental health to decrease as i became increasingly exhausted. On multiple occasions i suggested we just eat them but my mom, being the compassionate person that she was, would have none of it. So eventually we found a new home for them and that was the last of it but to this day the blanket made of rabbit pelts that my grandpa made for me when I was a baby remains my favourite. And that is why i hate bunnies.
