know too much.
When my rabbit is happy, it jumps around on my bed, dances a rabbit dance, turns around a few times and suddenly stops, and then checks to see if I am looking at her.
I usually stop what I’m doing, look at her happily, and say loudly: “My baby dances so well, dance again, my little bunny is so cute, I can jump, twist again, and jump again One……”
She would keep jumping up, shaking her head and having fun, turning around a few times and then stopping, still trying to see if I was looking at her.
Usually by this time, I can see that she is so cute, and I can’t help kissing her.
Usually when I work, my rabbit either sleeps on his stomach or plays with his own. But as soon as I get on the bed, this guy knows I’m free.
It will jump up all the way, cutely, tiptoe up and look up, stabilize the terrain, and jump onto the bed when it screams.
Get close to your hand, jump on your body, step on your head…
Smell my face, lick my face, knock my hair, and lie on my pillow.
I hugged the rabbit to sleep, it was warm.
I wanted to cut her nails, but just turned her over, the whole rabbit was already aggrieved, and it looked like it was about to cry; I had to take it to the pet store for a bath, this guy! Every day I lose my temper and slap my face, but I can’t be honest in the hands of others. I’m at the mercy of others. But as soon as she saw me coming to see her, she immediately began to grumble and humiliate her grievances.
When I sat on the ground, she jumped into the middle of my legs, lay down, and waited for me to touch.
I was standing, and suddenly two small hands were on my lap. When I saw that she was also standing, humming with her nose up, I quickly took it into my arms.
One day in the middle of the night, she suddenly came out of the cage. The movement was quite loud. A series of movements jumped on my bed. When I came to my hand, I grabbed her in a daze and asked her, “Did she dream?” The rabbit jumped out of my arm. , took two more steps, and lay down beside my pillow.
I turned over and touched her hairy buttocks, stroked her hairy ears, and kissed her little hairy face and forehead. Hot bunny, smells good. Gently patted her back and pulled it towards my face – suddenly I felt a palpable strength, she was leaning against me, my bunny, tilting her head, leaning on me.
This guy must know that he is loved.