I was born in march of 1999. heres my story. My name is Pikachu, I was adopted by a very nice family in april 1999, I was very picky and would only eat the dry food from a certain pet store where I was before I was adopted, My family would go there to make sure I had treats and enough food. I was well loved and have lots of stories to tell...Playing with my friends the guinea pigs brownie and cinamone...I missed them and lived years after they were gone. Penny the german shepherd and I lived together infact I was in the house before her. She bathed me and gave me kisses and I would grow at her. not many people know rabbits could grow and my owner erika did an excelent job at inpersonating me. I loved grapes and strawberries lettuce and mangos. I as I lived over the years I got old, I died at the age of 11 and died may 11th 2010. I am well missed and was taken to be putdown at 4:00 PM. I had horrible cancer that spread and my family could not watch me suffer. I feel much better and people have told erika maybe I would like to thank her if I could. Ever since they have seen baby rabbits, erikas mom was leaving the vets office after I was put to sleep and she saw a baby bunny...I was well loved and I see erika cry every night about missing me...I am glad she did what was right and was unable to watch me suffer. I couldnt sit down and was quite uncomfortable. I missed her at the vets office but now im with her everywhere she goes and I hope she knows that. My names Pikachu and as I lived over the years I learned alot, most importantly what love is and what its like to have a loving family.