Public Service Announcement

Ok, readers. Serious topic time.

Now, I know I am adorable, and many of you are thinking, "Oh, how I want a bunny of my own!" And that's great, but since we are getting near Easter, I have a request.

Please, please do not give live bunnies as Easter presents! We are not good pets for little kids and are an 8-10 year long daily commitment, not a fluffy toy. Lots of people get their kids a bunny or two for Easter, but then the kids get bored and the parents get sick of taking care of it. Lots of bad stuff can happen next. Maybe they will neglect the bunny. Or maybe they'll just dump him. Open up the back door, or drop him by the side of the road. Pet bunnies don't know how to fend for themselves, and will get hurt or killed by animals or people. If the bunny is "lucky", he'll get dumped at a shelter. Unfortunately, this probably means the bunny will be euthanized.

So please, only give stuffed or chocolate bunnies at Easter time.

But, if you do want a bunny, and I totally get why because we are so cute and make wonderful companions, wait until after Easter. After a few weeks, people will start dumping those unwanted Easter bunnies, and there will be lots in shelters waiting for a second chance. Just like me.

I found this poem on Bunspace.com, and thought I'd repost it here:

Twas the Night Before Easter

'Twas the night before Easter, and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The baskets were ready for eggs they would find
Hidden by the Easter Bunny so cute and so kind.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds
With no thought of their bunny who hadn’t been fed.
With Ma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap
We knew he was hungry but we needed a nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear
But the Easter Bunny - with eyes full of tears.

He un-caged the rabbit, once lively and quick,
Last year's Easter Gift, now lonely and sick.
More rapid than eagles he called the bunn’s name
And with a few binkies, the bunny happily came.

"You poor little soul, so sad and alone,
With no one to love you in this so-called home.
How quickly they forgot about your joys and your needs.
Come with me, Little One, come with me please.

Run with me, Bunny, stretch your legs tall!
Let's find you a home where you’ll be loved by all."
The Easter Bunny left no chocolates that year
But he certainly made one thing quite clear.

The gift of a rabbit is not just for the season,
We had gotten the bunny for all the wrong reasons.
“A bunny would make a great gift!” was our thought
But there was one important thing we forgot.

A bunny should be family, and loved just as much,
Not locked in a cage and denied human touch.
They need more than a name, a pat and a meal,
They need companionship and love that is real.

And I heard him exclaim as he dashed out of sight
"You weren't given a gift! You were given a LIFE!"