tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34767694.post-70443186422101190912008-04-30T22:10:00.000-05:002008-04-30T22:10:00.000-05:002008-04-30T22:10:00.000-05:00My rabbit Johnny, when older and milder than he had been in his younger days, loved to be petted, but greatly disapproved of the petting to stop. I often stopped briefly to watch his ears slowly rise, his eyes half open and then he'd start growling until I continued petting. It's more growling than grunting to me and very different from the soft "uf uf uf" sounds they make when communicating. Who said rabbits had no voice? <BR/>Johnny hated moulting time, and I suspect it it just a very itchy business. He'd sit in the back of his large outdoor enclosure, back hunched and grinding his teeth. Not treat could please him and even dandelion leaves (his favourite food) were wacked out of my hands with his forepaws, accompanied by a very loud growl-grunt. Poor old boy.WA Twitchgirlnoreply@blogger.com