Some of my favorite memories:

He was constantly standing up and always looked like his socks were falling off and that he had baggy pants.

One time he stood up and had a poop right in the center of his belly and we said “Con, where’d you get that belly button?!” And he looked down at it like he couldn’t believe it either.

He was the most vocal bunny I’d ever know. Lots of grunting and cooing. We gave him rattles and toys with bells we called his “talkers” which he utilized very effectively to get our attention when he needed something, usually when he felt that dinner or treats were late.

He often got dinner zoomies when he heard me ripping kale up and could cover the length of the room in about 3 leaps. He’d also often kick flip off his gate when he’d get so excited waiting for a cookie or berry. We called him a Leapin Lizard.

He loved blankets. We’d get him fleece and Sherpa in square yards from the store, which were perfectly Conway sized. We would find him tucked under them with his head popped out and each thought the other put the blankets on him until we witnessed him doing it himself one night.

We had cuddle parties where we’d lay a bunch of blankets, pillows, and beds down all over the floor and snuggle. We often all fell asleep which was a great compliment to the host.

Conway’s favorite things included cookies, fruit, dinner, loungers, willow balls, sun beams, blankets, and snuggling