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 I found these bunnies in a shop window in London, Soho when I was strolling through the rain in the night of St. Patrick's day. I was really not keen on going to the gay bars. But my friends really wanted to.

I told her that day that her bunny was like a cuddly cat. It would follow her into the kitchen and smell my legs continuously. It would jump on the bed, but pee in its cage. It never seemed to be bored. When it was scared by a noise or a movement its neck would smell of musk. The bunny's name was bunny.