You bet! There's a story from last week's New York Times about a family that owns up to a promise of a pet rabbit for the daughter. From the article:
I tried to picture rabbits playing with toys.Instead, the only mental image that appeared was of my childhood pet Paul, a white rabbit that for two years had huddled in a corner of his cage without comment. Then one day he ate a dishtowel and died, leaving as his legacy a strong smell of urine in our family room.
Toys? Maybe I had overlooked something.