Nobody Puts Pickles in a Box

Six months—that’s all the time it took for the novelty to wear off. As so often happens with rabbits purchased on impulse (usually around Easter) by people who are unaware of the specialized care they need, Pickles’ guardian soon realized that she had bitten off more then she could chew (but not more than Pickles could!).

Pickles’ person called PETA to ask if we could supply a cage for the young rabbit, whom she was keeping confined to a laundry basket at night. A PETA fieldworker explained that life alone in a cage is no life for a rabbit—especially a gregarious, affectionate “lap bunny” like Pickles—and the woman agreed to allow PETA to find the cuddly little fluff ball a new home.

Pickles is looking for a companion who can see beyond his distracting good looks (those ears!) and appreciate him for his sparkling personality as well.

He enjoys hopping, eating kale, playing with friendly cats, spying on PETA staffers as they work, nibbling shoelaces, and listening to the BBC’s Newshour.

Would you love discussing world issues with Pickles over a plate of raw vegetables? If you live anywhere on the East Coast and carrot all to learn more about adopting this well-rounded (and, well, round) rabbit, e-mail [email protected].