Thanks! I suppose we were about 4th grade and a kid up the block was selling a bunch of rabbits for $5 bucks or something. We ran back home and rounded up what we could.
Brought the rabbit back to our fort to keep and share. And not let the parents know ‘cuz they had already told us “no” when we asked them if we could buy one. I think they got suspicious a few hours later when we asked for lettuce on our baloney sandwiches!
My buddy’s parent’s let him keep it at his house across the street. They moved away about five years later taking the rabbit with them. Several years later I visited them and the rabbit was still there. It was shortly after that he told me about the attack.
I think his (her??) name was Thumper as well! (10-year olds come up with the greatest names!)
LOL, kids. I did about the same thing with a cage of mice, swearing up and down they were both female. Let’s just say I found out not long after that I should have known...what I thought was boy bits on a mouse really was!