11 years, 7 months.
I’d say by default, our family pretty much operates a bunny farm in our backyard. Like clockwork, all 7 years we’ve lived in this house, the bunnies start popping out a week before Easter.
A couple of weeks ago, after the bus picked up you and your sister for school, Mommy noticed a tiny little baby bunny in our front yard.
I was able to capture it with a bucket and take it to our backyard for safety, with the other bunny families; who live under our back deck.
By the time you got home from school that afternoon, you effortlessly were able to hand tame who we now call Bonnie the Bunny!