I never had a rabbit when I was growing up. That delight didn’t happen until I was an adult and my daughter, who was around ten at the time, informed me one day that she needed a rabbit.

Being a life long “critter kid” myself, I said okay. It wasn’t long before Thumper (a black and white dwarf) joined our family and would be the first of three rabbits, progressively larger in size… and ears, that were part of our motley crew of much loved cats and dogs over the next eight or so years.

There are a lot of stories that I could tell about those rabbits, but I’m not here to write a novella.

So… meet Annabelle (the girl, not the rabbit). Annabelle is Oliver’s older sister. Unlike Oliver (see #1 in the series), she does not like to spend most of her day outside. However, like Oliver, she decided that she needed her own special pet and the household cats were not special enough.

Fortunately for Annabelle, a traveling show came through town one day with some “exotic” animals. (Hey, it’s the 1800s… play along.) Upon seeing her first lop-eared bunny, Annabelle was hooked; especially after someone told her the bunny looked just like the her. Fortunately for Annabelle, this rabbit “just happened to be for sale” and father is a push-over. So, Ginger the bunny went home with the family, and for the next four years, Annabelle refused to wear her hair in any style that didn’t slightly resemble long, floppy, bunny ears.