Rabbit Rabbit-
Your name may not be Peter
But you get in just as much trouble.
I bought you at Santa's Winter Wonderland
I brought you home and you played.
We named you peanut
I carried you everywhere
You pooped everywhere.
You smelled only after a few days.
But you were my little peanut-
smell or not
you were my little peter rabbit.

I read Peter Rabbit this afternoon for Wednesdays class and I had all these thoughts of my pet bunny, Peanut. As a child my dad had bunnies all the time! Therefore I always wanted one but my dad was so sick of bunnies I always got rejected. Once I was in college, I took it upon myself to purchase one. He is a Netherlands Dwarf and is still so cute.
My parents found out about this purchase of mine. I was forced to sell him. I sold him to a girl who had been looking for a baby bunny and now he has a happy home. Ill never forget Peanut though. He was just like Peter Rabbit, always running under my bed and getting into trouble, but oh how I loved him!
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