FOR THE HOUSE RABBIT JOURNAL, SUMMER 2013 PRINT EDITION
When I adopted my bunny, Todd, as a youngster, we lived in the rolling hills of Virginia. The parks were green, the lawn was organic, and although Todd is a house rabbit, he enjoyed frequent excursions outside. Wearing a harness and leash, Todd explored the great outdoors with fearless gusto. Four years later Todd was an adult, accustomed to his routines, but he was about to experience a dramatic change.
In the summer of 2011 our family moved across the country to the desert of East Texas. The move was hectic with a 5-foot rabbit habitat in the backseat of my compact car. Todd was a trooper, though. Hunkered down in the woodchips next to his food bowl, he made it through the four-day, cross-country drive…
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