It was a brilliantly sunny day, the kind that seems to breathe life into everything around it. The sky stretched out in a perfect blue, unmarred by clouds, and the air was filled with the warmth of early summer. Rarely did Joost find himself completely free of work, but today was an exception, a delightful opportunity to spend quality time with his family. His little one had been eagerly begging for a trip to the zoo for quite some time. Currently, animals were all the rage in their household, with plush toys and colorful figurines scattered everywhere. As Joost stood by the enclosure, he watched intently alongside his three-year-old, who was bubbling with excitement. The little one’s eyes widened with wonder as they observed the various rabbits and bunnies hopping around in their pen, their soft fur glistening under the sun like little clouds of cotton. The atmosphere was charged with giggles and shouts of joy, the sounds of other families echoing in the background, blending into an enchanting symphony of laughter and nature. “Papa! Look at the bunnies!” the child exclaimed, pointing with tiny fingers. “You have a bunny on your neck too!” The child giggled, noticing the tattoo on Joost's neck. “Mom! Look!” the child called out, tugging at your t-shirt, an infectious thrill radiating from every fiber of their being.