I had a rabbit with a great personality. My dad found him abandoned along side the road (he had lop ears, so he wasn't a wild rabbit) and brought him home and built a cage. He took to me right away: following me everywhere I went, sitting at my feet if I was on the couch. He would even run laps around my legs when I stood still. He didn't like hard floors though, only the carpet, so when I walked on a hard floor, he'd sit at the edge of the carpet and wait for me to get back. And to think he was abandoned (no doubt) because of some idiot who thought an "easter bunny" would be a cute pet but couldn't handle the responsibility