01/06/2026
No one ever prepares you for the day you have to say goodbye.
And each time you face that farewell, it never gets easier. If anything, it becomes more numbing
This layer of loss feels very different.
Our story with bunnies began with a birthday gift, and sadly, it ended around one too.
Years ago, around Billy’s birthday, we saw a flyer at our vet for two little brothers who needed a home. Their family was moving to Germany and couldn’t take them along.
We were still grieving the rabbits who started it all, Chewy and Larry, but somehow, in the middle of that sadness, Turkey and Pickle found their way to us.
They eventually found their way to Joanie, our last bunny at home, and once they clicked, the three of them were inseparable.
Joanie was the boss. Turkey and Pickle knew it.
From our move from DC back to Philadelphia, the pandemic, building a new life and working nonstop, they were always there.
Snuggles. Treats. Head scratches. Zoomies. Whatever came first.
They were the exclamation point at the end of our crazy, ambitious days.
Losing all three in the span of five months has been soul crushing.
We miss them so much.
Thank you to everyone who checked in on us, sent messages, and kept our little family in your thoughts.
For those who would like to contribute to their memory, send us a message. We’d be happy to share more information 🫶🐰🐰🐰
