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I was living above the 15th floor of a building in one of the poorer parts of NYC. I heard my bunny thump and run to the bathroom, and was really confused as he never acted that way.
A few minutes later I see smoke pouring around the door frame and tons of fire trucks outside (I found out later it was a 5 alarm fire). Was sure I was gonna die, so I texted my ex (we were still close) that I loved her and then sat around calmly waiting for death. Eventually FDNY grabbed me out of my unit, and ran me downstairs. Two people across the hallway and someone in the unit above them died.
Did the bunny make it?
Yep, he lived many more years, died at 10 of cancer. Miss him a lot, he was a great escape artist with such a big personality.