Polly was our New Jersey bunny. She was rescued along with 36 other rabbits that were living in a small pen in deplorable conditions. We gave her a home, and she gave us more love then you could imagine for a six-pound rabbit. She would run to the cage every morning to lick my nose, and then would head butt me to let me know when affection time was over. Many a night she slept on the end of the bed between my legs.
Unfortunately, she passed away two years ago this Sunday of a very rare and incurable intestinal disorder. I still miss her.
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