The Bunny Lady always wanted a Winston.
This boy and his brother came to us from the Kids Farm after a hot, tiring week. They just were going to have some R and R and then go back.
Things don't work like that here. It only takes a few days of neediness to wiggle deep in her heart, and then "breaking up is hard to do!" More permanent wiggly-nose residents to fit in somewhere.
We called the brother Lucky because he was pretty frail when we got him. Lucky was on the Turkey post a bit ago. Together, they are "The Boys", and share a condo and outside pen.
When they went for "tutoring" our vet asked why we named them after cigarettes. It had never occurred to us! We are pretty far gone down the bunny trail. Nice way to go though, yes?