“I can hear the bunny all the time now. Even when I'm outside, under my tree.I'm mad at the bunny for being sick and bothering me.For being...alive.”

“What do you eat?" "Baby bunnies." She narrowed her eyes, so I grinned and said, "Adult bunnies, too. I'm an equal-opportunity bunny-eater.”

“They don't really pay attention to me, except when they need my blood or something. I wouldn't even be alive, if it wasn't for Kate being sick.”

“Time to beat back the bunny hordes," he said gallantly,knowing that any blood-hungry animals in the area would be waiting outside for me. He threw open the door, shouting, "Bunnies, prepare to meet your doom!”

“I think zombies are kind of cute.”“Seriously?”“I may be thinking about bunnies. Which one has the fluffy little tail, zombies or bunnies?”“Bunnies.”“Then it’s bunnies I’m thinking of.”

“I've got a theory, it could be bunnies...I've got a theor-Bunnies aren't just cute like everybody supposesThey've got them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses.And what's with all the carrots-?What do they need such good eyesight for anyway?Bunnies, bunnies it must be bunnies!...or maybe midgets...”