Again no pics but I had a stunning orange boy, who was bought as a girl, when I was a kid, called Sandy. I absolutely adored him and he lived to about five. He was in a horribly small hutch though he had a nice big run that he shared with our ducks and geese with no problems.
My sister had a little girl bunny, called Suzie, bought at the same time but as Sandy turned out to be a male, the inevitable happened. The litter were still born and poor Suzie died a few days after.
It makes me shudder to think how irresponsible my parents were about the whole thing but that was typical of the time. I was six when I got Sandy and actually was a very devoted bunny mum even then but he had the wrong diet, too small a hutch, should never have been in with the ducks and geese as he used to get very mucky feet....god knows how he didn't get flystrike or stomach issues from washing off poultry poo!!!
My parents never checked on the bunnies so when my sister found the baby ones and said there were rats in the cage (she was only five) my step-dad went up there and removed them and it was me, at six years old, that pointed out that they were baby bunnies, not rats! Then when Suzie wasn't eating or drinking, mum 'gave her a couple of days to recover' but then took her to the vets, by which time it was too late and she died that night.
So sad
Sandy spent the rest of his days being loved to bits by me and died of natural causes as far as I know....there were no signs of illness, he just went one night, peacefully in his sleep. I was heartbroken.
My next bunny was not until I was all grown up and married....Toby, a beautiful agouti Dwarf Lop, very similar to Charlie is now. We got him a wifey when he was six months old, called Winter. They are both over the bridge now, Winter went at six years, Toby at eight. We tried to bond him with another girlie but he was true to Winter and didn't accept another girl so he just stayed as a single house bun until he died, though he loved the company of our Bengal cats....