So when I was 11, just a week after my birthday I got two rabbits Coccoa and candy, I absolutely loved them because at the time they were a replacement because I wasn't allowed a dog. I spent many hours with them and I know it's stupid but we really bonded. As I grew older and started high school I didn't see them as much, i had loads of homework and struggled to find time so mum and dad looked after them. Time passed and every now and again I went and gave them a carrot. But on new years day of 2011 I decided to go and take some pictures of them with my new camera that I got for Christmas, when I got to the garage.. My dad told me to go back into the house because candy had died. So Coccoa started life on her own, she enjoyed it - more space, more attention and more food. I even went out and saw her everyday with my dog muffin who used to chase her about and enjoy playing with her. Last week was really the last time I saw her because this week was pretty busy for me, my dad just came to tell me that Coccoa had died:(.