Housecleaning, potted plants and bunnies

Two friends of mine recently permitted me to adopt their rabbit. They'd recently adopted a rather large dog, and rather than allow the dog to turn the rabbit into a chew toy, they decided the rabbit should live somewhere else
So, I offered to adopt the bunny.
They brought the bunny and all its many things over on Saturday evening. They warned me that I needed to bunny-proof the apartment. I thought I was adequately prepared, but they thought otherwise.
The end result was they cleaned up my apartment to the point where it's the cleanest and most organized I've seen it in years. I can see the floor again.
Of course, they also didn't want the bunny to destroy my stuff, like papers and wires and such, so they were looking out for the bunny.
Mind you, after their organizing, I had trouble finding some stuff. Sure, it was a mess, but I could find just about anything I needed. I know where stuff is in my place, so why can't anybody else?
Right. Anyway, they also brought over a potted plant. The flowers on this thing look like a set of jaws from the creatures in the Alien films, so these folks thought I'd appreciate it. I suppose it's better to have something other than dust in here.
Now, to the rabbit.
Day one was relatively uneventful. I left the cage open for a long time, but she didn't want to come out. So, I resorted to bribery. I fed her some romaine lettuce, which she devoured with proper bunny glee. Then, I tricked her into coming out, leaving a small trail of lettuce to the cage door along with a few leaves propped on the door itself. She wanted the lettuce, so she hopped outside to eat it.
Upon realizing she was outside, she looked around a bit, standing up on her hind legs, then eventually exploring the hallway and the living room area. She hopped around the bed and near the kitchen area, then got a little scared and made a beeline back to her cage.
Late last night, I did laundry, and brought stuff back to the apartment to fold once it was dry. I left the cage open again for a while, and though it took her a bit, she did decide to come out and explore on her own, no bribery needed this time. It was only a quick hop-around, then she saw me look at her. I tried to pet her, and again she bolted for the cage.
Yay.
Today, I tried taking her out of the cage, drawing much protestation from her. She spent a total of five seconds outside the cage before hopping back in.
Great. Time for bribery again. Good thing I bought lots of lettuce.
So, I plopped some more romaine in her cage, and she perked up. I did the same trick as yesterday, and she again hopped out. This time, it seems like she's getting a bit more comfortable.
Again, she darted for the cage when I tried to pet her.
So, I finally went online this afternoon, and again, left the cage door open. I'm surfing the net, when I hear a jingle, then see the small furry beast hopping over here. Once again, I try to pet her, and again, she eludes me. Rotten beast.
A couple minutes later, I hear the jingle again, then look over by my bookshelf. There she is, hopping under the chair, going behind the cardboard cutouts of Kirk, Ivanova and Gollum. Then, I hear a rapid sort of puncturing sound, like cardboard being stabbed. Sure enough, she's resumed her interest in destruction. She chewed a small chunk of cardboard of Ivanova's back. After a bit of yelling and laughing from me, once again the rotten beast made her way back to her cage.
That cage door is closed now.
At any rate, if you want an accurate portrayal of the bunny thought process, I recommend watching Wallace and Gromit: Curse of the Were-Rabbit. That's what this little beast is like.
At least I have company, even though it destroys.