I was nineteen when a neighborhood rabbit decided to adopt my family. He moved into our home, ate what we ate, and slept where we slept. He used a litter box in the back entryway. Needless to say, he wasn’t neutered, and he ate all the wrong things. In time, we could tell he had become ill. We took him to the vet, but he crossed the bridge on the operating table. That was a long, long time ago.
Since then, I have always had a fondness for bunnies. Years later, I bought a wonderful bunny from a pet store. At the time, resources like MCRS did not exist. Again, I did pretty much everything wrong. Over the years, I have learned a lot, and I am passionate about helping people avoid making same the mistakes I made. Although there is still a lot of work to do to educate people about rabbits’ needs, we have come so far since those first two bunnies made their ways into my life. MCRS and all the volunteers are laying ground for future generations of bunnies and their human families. I am proud to be a part of this effort.