Hi! I’m Olaf. I am a Lionhead mix and was the first of 11 bunnies rescued from the property where my teenaged hoomans had a horse mucking job. The property owner wasn’t keen on my bunny family’s antics. I don’t get it. We were babies at the time – merely weeks old – and bunnies gotta bunny, ya’ know?! But digging burrows through her horses’ alfalfa hay and leaving poop nuggets and abstract urine art all over her garage floor and barn shed wasn’t her jam. She called my people and they worked together to set out a humane trap.

I was the first in the family to brave the shiny silver device. Yes, that’s how I’ve always rolled – curious, bold, and undeterred! It was sort of scary being loaded into the car that morning, but one of my sisters, Olga, and my dad, Kristoff, joined me later that same day. As part of their tactics to rescue the others, they once used me as live bait so I could let the others know it was okay to follow in my rabbit footsteps. It was a desperate ploy on their part, but apparently I’ve got serious sway! Within nine days, our entire family of seven bunnies was brought to safety.

Being around hoomans took some getting used to for me and my feral family. I learned to trust sooner than the others because until they found my mother, Aren, they cuddled me gently and syringe-fed me to make sure I stayed healthy and strong. Before we got out of quarantine, my siblings and I had the best time running zoomies around the room to show our pleasure. So. Many. Binkies.

We had to be separated into boys and girls factions for a few months, until we could be spayed and neutered. Did you know? It doesn’t take long for bunny babies to make more babies! Once adolescence hit, family dynamics got a little … interesting. We sorted ourselves into gangs … er, groups, and after our hormones settled, I found a strong preference for the bunnies who most resembled beautiful me: Maren and Ryder.

We were a happy trio for about nine months, but when the next springtime came, our situation felt a bit oppressive – your typical teen love-triangle where one guy has to fight for the girl’s love and come out on top. Ultimately, the winner was yours truly, and Maren and I have been a happy duo ever since. (Sorry, bro! I still love you … from across the room, away from my gal.)

I’ve been told by my fellow rabbits, as well as many hoomans, that I’m quite a looker. Sometimes I’m not taken as seriously as I could be due to my “extreme cuteness,” which I attribute entirely to my wispy facial fluff. I’m also pretty healthy! So far, my only vet visits have been for annual check-ups and vaccines. Easygoing and adorable – that’s me! (Just like the snowman from Disney’s Frozen, for whom I’m named after.)

Binky Bops N Piggy Pops animals are not available for adoption, but you can sponsor me for just $20 per month to help pay for my hay, veggies, litter supplies, treats, and medical care.