She had street cred and not much bothered her except being put back on the floor after a cuddle. She had an unwavering love for ZuZu that was never returned. She hated Petals. She loved banana and apple and stretching out over the heat register. She hoovered up rose leaves and gently savoured Pennycress.
She was older than the other rabbits which would have made her about 12. She almost made it to the end of the surgery, but her age made her vulnerable to the anesthesia.
Cheers to you Violet. There are many who will miss you.