This is a link where you can read about why: Easter and Rabbits Do Not Mix
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Please help save somebunny.
“It is the greatest of all mistakes to do nothing because you can only do little.”
Don’t give animals as gifts — this applies to bunnies, chicks, ducklings, cats and dogs – any pet. Please be an educated, loving and caring pet person.
Adopt – don’t shop.
The Plea of the Easter Bunny
[There used to be links but they don’t work any more.]
Will you think of me at Easter,
Will you buy me as a gift…
For your girlfriend, boyfriend, little child
To grant their special wish?
Will you think of me inside my hutch,
That tiny ‘starter-pack’
That doesn’t let me hop around
And starts to hurt my back?
Will you think of me ‘tomorrow’
When you go to work or school
With a lovely lunch packed in your bag,
‘Cos I get hungry too…
Will you think of me, just sometimes please?
My hutch, it smells so bad.
I’d love some water in my bowl,
And some hay. I’d be so glad!
Will you think of me when the sun shines bright
And it’s ‘wonderfully hot’
But I cant get cool, this heat is cruel,
Don’t tell me you’ve forgot!
Will you think of me when the north wind blows
And my hutch floor turns to ice,
And I’m shivering whilst you’re all warm
Underneath your quilt so nice?
Will you think of me? Please think of me!
I’m helpless, at your mercy!
Why did you buy me on a whim?
Why did you then desert me?
Will you think of me now Easter has
Arrived yet once again,
And a thousand little bunnies
Face a life of hopeless pain?
I can binkie over rainbows now,
I am happy, and I’m free.
But I wonder, now that I have gone,
Will you ever think of me….?
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Easter Bunny Poem
Jul 10, 2011 by HRS
by Mary Brandolino
In memory of all the bunnies we couldn’t save.
I remember Easter Sunday
It was colorful and fun
The new life that I’d begun
In my new cage.
I was just a little thing
When they brought me from the store
And they put me on the floor
In my cage.
They would take me out to play
Love and pet me all the time
Then at day’s end I would climb
In my cage.
But as days and weeks went by
I saw less of them it seemed
Of their loving touch I dreamed
In my cage.
In the night outside their house
I felt sad and so neglected
Often scared and unprotected
In my cage.
In the dry or rainy weather
Sometimes hotter sometimes colder
I just sat there growing older
In my cage.
The cat and dog raced by me
Playing with each other only
While I sat there feeling lonely
In my cage.
Upon the fresh green grass
Children skipped and laughed all day
I could only watch them play
From my cage.
They used to take me out
And let me scamper in the sun
I no longer get to run
In my cage.
Once a cute and cuddly bunny
Like a little ball of cotton
Now I’m grown up and forgotten
In my cage.
I don’t know what went wrong
At the home I did inhabit
I just grew to be a rabbit
In my cage.
But they’ve brought me to the pound
I was once loved and enjoyed
Now I wait to be destroyed
In my cage.
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