Killer Bunnies!

So I walked to the convience store today to pick up a pack of smokes. Walking back, what do I find? A friggin bunny! My friend decided to be animal hunter for the day and picked the thing up rather quickly, showing that the thing is tame and most likely belonged to someone. We bring it home and name it Thumper, thanks to my girl falling completely in love with the dern thing. It is rather cute, I'll admit. We're going to put up flyers today, and within two weeks, if no one says anything... we have three options. Sell it, Keep it, or make some good ol' wholesome rabbit stew. I'm hoping for the stew. Mmm...