Last year, my dear grandmother was given
two new bunnies for companions. I love bunnies, since I used to own a couple
long ago, and they were a big part of my childhood. That’s why I got excited
over my Grandma’s new pets. They were a male and a female; we called the male
Poi and the female Pia. Poi was really calm and tame, he’d let you carry him
without a fuss, but Pia was a nervous wreck! She was too fearful. However, I
liked that challenge and wanted to befriend her, try and show her that there
was nothing to fear. So each time I picked her up, I wouldn’t pet her, let her
roam on my lap. When I let her out, I wouldn’t follow her, except when I had to
put her back on the cage. But what really allowed me to gain some of her
confidence was the key to any animal’s: FOOD. These two bunnies were some real
fatsos. So one time while they were running about, I crouched a little far from
Pia and stretched out my arm towards her with a piece of lettuce, which she
really liked. She approached and happily munched on it from my hand without
fear. Next I held out pieces of the typical food bunnies are always given, and
again she ate from my hand without a problem. It was a very nice moment. I
really do enjoy friendly encounters with these kinds of harmless animals.
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