My name is Vinnie. I’m a lagomorph. No, I’m NOT a rodent! Rabbits are lagomorphs. I’m slightly over 5 years old, and I’m a mini-lop-eared rabbit. I’m petite, cute, cuddly, and very photogenic. Just ask my protector Josh. He’s my protector, my personal chef, my house-keeper and my buddy. He loves my furry self! He takes me everywhere and photographs me there. We’ve driven across the country together – I guess that makes me a Cross-Country Rabbit. Pretty cool, huh? I have photos of me in the Arizona desert where I’m sitting next to a cactus plant . . . but I digress.
Josh and I have a great relationship. He takes care of me and feeds me when I bite my cage and jump up and down. For him, well, I just look cute. I have Josh well-trained. It’s a good life. At least, it all was until that day I ran away from Josh at Windsor Animal Hospital. You see, Josh is a technician at the hospital and one day he got the bright idea to give me a bath – but he never consulted with me on the topic. By the time I found out, it was too late. I was in the hospital, in the bathing tub and he was about to turn on the tap. As he looked at the faucet, quick like a _ _ _ _ _ _, I jumped out of the tub and ran from room to room trying to hide from him. Follow me and I’ll show you how much fun it is hiding in Windsor Animal Hospital . . .