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She would alternate between lying somewhere, and exploring the room for a minute or two each. And eventually, she got comfortable enough for her curiosity to take over. She started coming closer to us and checking us out. I'd sit with my hands in my lap, and she was sniffing at my jeans, giving my knee a head-bump, that sort of thing.
I started slowly putting my closed fist on the ground near me, and she would sniff that. Eventually got to the point of an open hand - staff was worried she would bite me - and with very slow moves was, after a while, able to give her a nose rub with the back of one finger.
It took a while, but we eventually got to the point where she would lay sort of just at arm's length, and would let us just barely pet her - a finger or two on the back or top of the head.
There was still lots of fight in her, and she was on edge and easily startled and all the rest you would expect, but it was clear to us that there was a good bunny hidden in there, and she just needed the right environment to come out of that survival-mode skittish, aggressive loner mode.
We adopted her. And while she still had a lot of personality - I got an occasional nip in a "you're in the way, move" kind of way - she was also a great, friendly pet. That slight remaining aggression, and ability to be destructive completely silently 😉 made her our conejo diablo.
I hope James can come out of his shell with your care. Have hope.
3/3
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She would alternate between lying somewhere, and exploring the room for a minute or two each. And eventually, she got comfortable enough for her curiosity to take over. She started coming closer to us and checking us out. I'd sit with my hands in my lap, and she was sniffing at my jeans, giving my knee a head-bump, that sort of thing.
I started slowly putting my closed fist on the ground near me, and she would sniff that. Eventually got to the point of an open hand - staff was worried she would bite me - and with very slow moves was, after a while, able to give her a nose rub with the back of one finger.
It took a while, but we eventually got to the point where she would lay sort of just at arm's length, and would let us just barely pet her - a finger or two on the back or top of the head.
There was still lots of fight in her, and she was on edge and easily startled and all the rest you would expect, but it was clear to us that there was a good bunny hidden in there, and she just needed the right environment to come out of that survival-mode skittish, aggressive loner mode.
We adopted her. And while she still had a lot of personality - I got an occasional nip in a "you're in the way, move" kind of way - she was also a great, friendly pet. That slight remaining aggression, and ability to be destructive completely silently 😉 made her our conejo diablo.
I hope James can come out of his shell with your care. Have hope.
3/3
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She would alternate between lying somewhere, and exploring the room for a minute or two each. And eventually, she got comfortable enough for her curiosity to take over. She started coming closer to us and checking us out. I'd sit with my hands in my lap, and she was sniffing at my jeans, giving my knee a head-bump, that sort of thing.
I started slowly putting my closed fist on the ground near me, and she would sniff that. Eventually got to the point of an open hand - staff was worried she would bite me - and with very slow moves was, after a while, able to give her a nose rub with the back of one finger.
It took a while, but we eventually got to the point where she would lay sort of just at arm's length, and would let us just barely pet her - a finger or two on the back or top of the head.
There was still lots of fight in her, and she was on edge and easily startled and all the rest you would expect, but it was clear to us that there was a good bunny hidden in there, and she just needed the right environment to come out of that survival-mode skittish, aggressive loner mode.
We adopted her. And while she still had a lot of personality - I got an occasional nip in a "you're in the way, move" kind of way - she was also a great, friendly pet. That slight remaining aggression, and ability to be destructive completely silently 😉 made her our conejo diablo.
I hope James can come out of his shell with your care. Have hope.
3/3
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She would alternate between lying somewhere, and exploring the room for a minute or two each. And eventually, she got comfortable enough for her curiosity to take over. She started coming closer to us and checking us out. I'd sit with my hands in my lap, and she was sniffing at my jeans, giving my knee a head-bump, that sort of thing.
I started slowly putting my closed fist on the ground near me, and she would sniff that. Eventually got to the point of an open hand - staff was worried she would bite me - and with very slow moves was, after a while, able to give her a nose rub with the back of one finger.
It took a while, but we eventually got to the point where she would lay sort of just at arm's length, and would let us just barely pet her - a finger or two on the back or top of the head.
There was still lots of fight in her, and she was on edge and easily startled and all the rest you would expect, but it was clear to us that there was a good bunny hidden in there, and she just needed the right environment to come out of that survival-mode skittish, aggressive loner mode.
We adopted her. And while she still had a lot of personality - I got an occasional nip in a "you're in the way, move" kind of way - she was also a great, friendly pet. That slight remaining aggression, and ability to be destructive completely silently 😉 made her our conejo diablo.
I hope James can come out of his shell with your care. Have hope.
3/3
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She would alternate between lying somewhere, and exploring the room for a minute or two each. And eventually, she got comfortable enough for her curiosity to take over. She started coming closer to us and checking us out. I'd sit with my hands in my lap, and she was sniffing at my jeans, giving my knee a head-bump, that sort of thing.
I started slowly putting my closed fist on the ground near me, and she would sniff that. Eventually got to the point of an open hand - staff was worried she would bite me - and with very slow moves was, after a while, able to give her a nose rub with the back of one finger.
It took a while, but we eventually got to the point where she would lay sort of just at arm's length, and would let us just barely pet her - a finger or two on the back or top of the head.
There was still lots of fight in her, and she was on edge and easily startled and all the rest you would expect, but it was clear to us that there was a good bunny hidden in there, and she just needed the right environment to come out of that survival-mode skittish, aggressive loner mode.
We adopted her. And while she still had a lot of personality - I got an occasional nip in a "you're in the way, move" kind of way - she was also a great, friendly pet. That slight remaining aggression, and ability to be destructive completely silently 😉 made her our conejo diablo.
I hope James can come out of his shell with your care. Have hope.
3/3