A long time ago, we worked at Pig Hoppers, which was a shelter for bunnies. One day we went to the bunny hospital, there we saw Paul, he was stuffed in a tiny cage. We were there to look for a friend for Sarah, my bunny who died. I wanted to see if they would be friends, they were. I wanted to bring him home, but I couldn't because there was a fair that week so I had to wait until the bunnies and the people came back, and hope that Paul wasn't sold. He wasn't so I got him and still have him.
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