My sister found her this morning.

Now we don't have to find a Joker bunny for her.

I know we may have thought she was a girl, but this was all I could think of to say as we buried her.

She was my little egg bunny. My little Harley Bunny.

You will be missed my love.

"Good night, sweet prince, and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!"
-William Shakespeare