Portland, Oregon, United States
Posted Sep 27, 2016
I got Misty as a pet rabbit when I was 12. I wanted someone to pal around with, a rabbit to hold and pet, but instead I got Misty. Misty would constantly escape his rabbit hutch and run around the yard, and he was very hard to catch, because he would kick and claw you when you tried to pick him up. This rabbit not only did not want to be friends, but he seemed to harbor an inexplicable contempt for me. I kept him in the same hutch as my sister's rabbit, also a male, although that did not stop them from energetically trying to have babies. My sister's rabbit was a bit more friendly than mine, though not by much. Maybe he was simply angry at me for naming him Misty.