This is Fred. He was a temporary, but unwilling member of our family.
He was dearly loved by a certain three year old, though he knew it not.
In my opinion, he didn’t much care.
Kinsley held “training” sessions with Fred, in which she “taught” him to come.
She eventually learned that the most effective method of carrying out this task was call Fred, then run in front of him and wait. It worked like a charm.
After several days of captivity, I took pity on Fred and made him an outdoor habitat. He escaped from said habitat in record time, breaking Kinsley’s heart in the process.
Kinsley remains convinced that he ran away with a rabbit and is out racing the rabbit now. She remains certain that he will come back.