By Barbara Kelly
If you are considering buying a bunny as a gift for Easter, best to make it a chocolate or plush one. Unless, of course, you are prepared to make the 10-year commitment to caring for the cute, fuzzy, nose-twitching, hopping kind.
Several times last week my Facebook connections sent me this message, asking me to share it with my social media network. None of them knew that many years ago our family saved a little white ball of Easter gift fluff from a potentially unhappy ending.
That year in early April, shortly after Easter, my husband, son and I were walking our dog Auggie along the banks of a creek in a nearby park. It was early evening and quite chilly, as early Spring days in Toronto are.
We heard some commotion, a man yelling for help, dogs frantically barking. What we saw was a little white…
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