Two geriatric bunnies. 'Rescue bunnies' my wife calls them, because she gets them from people who've grown tired of them. We got these on seperate occasions, Peter first and Mr. Fluffybun a year later. When they met, romance immediately blossomed, which either meant they were gay, or Mr Fluffybun was a Mrs. The latter turned out to be case. They never leave eachother's side.