Near death experience.

For 30 horrifying seconds, I thought Bunny was dead.

I called him and touched him and there was no response.
Panicked, I felt for a pulse. I couldn't feel any pulse.

So I ran into the house and yelled: "MUMMY, MUMMY, BUNNY'S DEAD!!"
And the tears were streaming down my cheeks in big dramatic torrents.

Then Mum laughed and told me I was wrong.
I was like, "I'm SERIOUS! OHMYGOD!"

Then she went out and called him. NO RESPONSE.
Then she dragged him out of the cage.

The fat thing jumped to life and tried to escape. -_-

Phew! So relieved now anyway.
My rabbit is alive. :D
Turns out he was just sleeping!

I blame the H1N1 for this paranoia.