One of the worst/best memories I have from my childhood is about bunnies. We weren't able to have indoor pets, so my Dad made a comfy cage for a bunny. We got a big white one and oh, he loved his treats! Then a roaming dog killed him, and we got another small black bunny. Unfortunately, the dogs got that one too, and we stopped.

But I do remember how soft and sweet the buns were, and I especially remember how my Dad wanted to make things right for his little girl!