08/25/2026
Once upon a time, a young girl asked if she could take in her friend’s Holland Lop as a pet. Dad and I talked it over and decided that since the rabbit came with all of the stuff it needed we’d let Elizabeth have her own animal.
Her name was Margo. She was maybe 1 or 2 years old at the time. And for a long while she was in Elizabeth’s room. And then our living room. She terrorized Scout by thumping at him if he got too close. She was soft and fluffy and got a ton of loving during Covid when she did school and work with us.
Today, I went down to the cavy room to check on pregnant sows and saw that Margo was taking her last breaths. She had been hopping around normal as can be last night …. So I pulled her out and let her know how much she was loved as she passed. RIP Margo - thank you for the good times and teaching E (and Chuck) what having a rabbit was like 💕