I had a black rabbit named Hades when I was nine years old since I loved rabbits as a child. I adored him, and he was beautiful.
Regretfully, my mother approached me one day and said that she had unintentionally left the gate open when Hades was playing outside and that he had fled.
I wasn’t too angry with my mother since I was in such distress and it was a real error on her side.
My parents agreed to get me a new one, but it took me some time to move on.
We next proceeded to the pet store, where I informed the staff about my ordeal when choosing a rabbit. I can still clearly recall what she said to me when I was nine years old.
“Really? A black bunny was lost? That’s strange. Every time I go for work, I observe the group of wild rabbits who reside in the woods near my house.
They all seem to be quite pleased now that a black rabbit has joined them. My eyes glowed! Hades was OK, and I knew it was him!
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