This is a short story inspired by our dwarf bunny, Fern. Like most dwarf bunnies she has a lot of personality in a small body. Fern lives outside during the day, though she was meant to be a house bunny. Fern has too much sense of adventure to live in the house, and she spends her time chasing our two cats, finding places to explore that a bunny really shouldn’t, climbing on us, our plant pots and even a picnic table!
As you can see from the picture of Fern, she is a natural agouti dwarf bunny cross. We adopted her from a animal shelter where she was named Fifi. Seeing her outside playing and showing off her wild streak it is hard for us to believe she is a domestic rabbit. No matter how bonkers and wild she is we love her dearly and we share a very special bond with our little rabbit. This story was written out of love for Fern and was inspired by a family joke that she is really a wild rabbit.
