We took a trip to Crazytown and made my brother come

Two and a half weeks ago my sister and I saw a fairly cheap rabbit hutch on the classifieds.  It was about an hour away... but it was cheap.  So we decided to go look at it and we made my brother come so he could help us put it in the van (Also for protection in case the sellers were crazies). 

When we got to the hutch place, we decided it looked ginormous, but we would get it, because then I could get me a bunny sometime and it would have a place to stay.  So we paid for it and carried it to our van.  We lifted it and maneuvered it and found, to our horror, it didn't actually fit in the van.  We turned it around and around and tried to get it to go in some other way.  But it wouldn't fit! 

Finally, we were forced to face the fact that we really should have measured the van instead of just assuming the hutch would fit.  I made my brother go ask the people we had bought the hutch from if we could borrow a saw to cut off enough of the legs to fit it in the van.  They laughed, but the guy went and got an electric saw and helped us cut a few inches off the legs and, luckily, it fit.

It was so embarrassing.

My Brother was not embarrassed at all, but my sister and I were... 'cause it was embarrassing.

After that, we drove away... And, since we were in the area-ish, we decided to go look at some cheap bunnies...

...But it turned out we were headed into the Labyrinth.

This city, nay this maze, where the bunnies lived was horrible.  We didn't get there until the light was pretty much gone, and we were trying to find an address that wasn't very clear, the people didn't give us directions, and neither my sister, my brother, nor I have smart phones, so we couldn't just look it up.

We drove around for a bit, trying to find the right street numbers, and failing.  Finally, we called my other sister and asked her to look up this address and tell us how to get there.  She would ask us where we were and we would try and read signs that had tiny little numbers that weren't actually visible at night.  Then she would try tell us where to go.  Through much pain and yelling and exasperation and perseverance, she was able to tell us how to get to the house.

We spent the next thirty to forty minutes falling in love with some very small bunnies.  The family we were buying them from had rescued them from neighbors.  There were five bunnies and they were all really sweet... so we got two. ^_^

Now my sister has two bunnies and I have one; she has one girl and one boy and I have one boy.  They are so cute and I love their faces.  But the only thing is, now we have to worry about keeping them apart so we don't end up having bunny babies, which would not be ok. ^_^

The big one is the one we had from before.  The two little ones are new.  Sizes are only slightly exaggerated ^_^