When I went down to feed Lucky this morning, I found her lying dead in her
pen.
Well, we will miss you Lucky, playing with your favorite toys and seeing you running around your pen.
The sad thing is that Lucky was just starting to get tamer. When we first got her, she was nicknamed "killer" because she put several cuts on my wifes arms and she would grunt when you feed her pellets and her carrots.
God speed little one. Have fun at the bridge playing with all the other bunnies.