Click on the first photo to learn about our bunny.
A domestic bunny showed up at our house at the end of a mile long road, deep in the Adirondacks. We named her Rose, until we found out he was a he. Hence he was renamed "Roosevelt". Here he is in the front yard.
He was skittish, so we didn't get to pick him up for awhile. This is before he learned we were awesome. The chickens were unimpressed...
Roosevelt was a an escapee from our neighbor. We caught him and at first returned him to our neighbor, only to have him escape and come back up to our house again. Mind you it's a good half a mile to our house, a long journey for a bunny in the wilds of the Adirondacks. Once he came back, we told our neighbor we were keeping him. He was fine with that.
