When my beloved guinea pig Nutty died, I found myself yearning for something to fill the furry-animal-shaped hole in my life. Not wanting to betray his memory with another guinea pig, I went for rabbits. But when I set my sights on Thumper, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. She was a perfectly white bunny, with large floppy ears that dragged on the ground as she hopped and covered her face as she slept.
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