I know what it's like. I lived in one before when I was younger. The surrounding nature provided me with a playground. I played in the drain, rolled on the grass, played with rocks, picked up sticks, flied kites, climbed fruit trees & picked rubber seeds. I was a wild mountain boy.
When we went around the house, we saw something unexpected.
I had two of these as pets when I was small. One died & I cried.
There was a small bunny wabbit farm!
And there were black ones too, with floppy ears.
Don't come any more closer or I'll eat this brick. I mean it man.