I got my bunny when he was six months old (I had to give him to a former teacher because of a certain situation). He was pretty shy and aggressive towards anyone but myself. His name was Baron von Crappenstein(Now, Spaz Gaz). One of the funniest things I think I have ever seen was when I let him out to play one day. He was running around the room and the Doxie was following him and trying to play which Baron did not want to do. So, Baron whipped around and CHASED that Doxie and gave him a piece of his mind or, for those who want to be technical, a nip on the butt. So funny, and the weenie left the bunny alone after that! ANYWAYS, onto the pic (sorry for the quality. That pic is about six years old, camera was not very good, and [i just realized] the cage had not yet been cleaned that day.):
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