Hello i live in the South of France with my girlfriend and daughter and when we would go to the garden centre my daughter would often like to stop to look at the rabbits.As cute as they always were i would resist the temptation to take one home knowing what a responsibility an animal is to own.I would try and explain this but would always feel a little mean for doing so.Surely enough after spending a week in London i returned home to be greeted by a little furry friend.I was not happy but he was here now and it is quite impossible to be annoyed with something so cute and innocent.He started in a cage but soon got the run of the entire apartment.The first time i went away again my girlfriend tried to put him in the cage for night he hammered on the bars so loud she had to let him out.The apartment soon started to change ,furniture was rearranged to cover cables and fruit bowls and plants would have to be carefully placed as he learned to climb onto the tables and make daring leaps.We could be constantly sweeping hay from the floor and sometimes would return home to find the terrace door dad been left open to find he had eaten to the ground plants that i had been growing for years.Despite all this i could never be angry with this innocent herbivore who was becoming my friend.I am now actually quite happy if i find him on the table eating some fruit as its like a victory for him.He sleeps on the end our bed and will wake me in the early hours for endive leaves either by licking or pulling my hair with his teeth or sometimes just for a stroke.It's like having a newborn.He is is very affectionate in return too.As much as i love this rabbit i can't help but feel sometimes how much happier he would be running and jumping in the wild with other rabbits.Im stuck with now so will try and give him the best life possible hopefully one day moving somewhere with a large garden.I can't believe they are so quick to sell them without even giving people a brief on what is to own one.