Here is another snapshit. (ooh, typo, but appropriate)
Silver is a graceful, sensitive, smart and affectionate rabbit. Also a bit bossy. She fascinates me. She must be special and unique.
So, I take her picture. It is the picture of an ordinary bun. Again, I am disappointed.
I shouldn't be. She is all those qualities to me and that is what counts.
After having her here for two years, I enjoy her more and more.
Two years ago, she could not get enough pets, but she did not want to be picked up. Now, she knows that there will be a cuddle in the evening. She waits for me. When I approach, she goes to the furthest, hardest to reach place. That is the place from which I have always picked her up. She went there at first to avoid being picked up. Now she goes there because that is the place to be picked up. If I am late, she thumps the floor in disgust first, then she goes to the spot. She still cannot get enough pets. To say that she has a brain the size of a walnut would be an exaggeration. It is actually smaller than that. I love her anyway.