I went to the British Museum and all I got was...

... one little picture of a bunny thing ...

... a picture of a book that caught my eye,
in the gift shop, as I was on my way out.

 
To be fair, this place was vast, inside and out. You could spend a week or three exploring the place and all I had was one afternoon. So I'll let this slide and assume somewhere in the 95+% I did not see, there are other bunny photo ops awaiting the bun-demented.