I’ve decided to stop lurking and brag about my bunny.
Jolene is a steel gray Flemish Giant. At 3 months old, she already weighs 7 lbs. Jolene really lives up to the nickname of Gentle Giant attributed to her breed. *WARNING: violence against bunnies* I still feel horrible about letting one of my young nephews get too close to her. He smacked her in the face with a wooden toy but she continued to sit there trustingly.
She gets to free roam the house during the day, but has to stay in her pen at night. We had a trial run with letting her range around at night, but she didn’t maintain her good daytime litterbox habits (nuggets everywhere!) and generally got into mischief.
We try to binky together every evening before bed. She gets excited when I scratch at the floor, jump around and generally wig out.
Funny story: After her first visit to the vet last Friday, she promptly peed and pooped on my leg (note: bunny urine is shockingly hot–I half-expected chemical burns).
Here is Jolene when she was only 8 weeks old.

Jolene at 2 months.

Jolene at 3 months, stretching out on the couch.
