Sometimes I think my two have their brains cross-wired or sumthin'.
Anna, who is so laid-back that she never gets upset, can be on alert when she hears a pin drop. Two rooms away. On a carpet. You can't ever sneak up on her, because she's got super-hero hearing...I swear there must be little sonic noise-detectors implanted in each of her otic appendages. If she's snoozing, she does so with one eye open...she hears everything. And yet she doesn't startle easily; she just looks, observes, and then goes back to her Annaness.
Yofi, on the other hand...
He is constantly on the alert. What's that sound? Omigod, it must be the Bunnymonster, come to eat us in our sleep! What was that? I must THUMP repeatedly to warn the others!! What...who...how...!?!!!! WHUMP! BANG!!! ZOOM!!! Run away!! RUN AWAAAAAY!!!!!
When Yofi thumps because he's heard yet another foreign noise (of which there seem to be approximately 2,325 foreign noises per day), the sound of his WHUMP is terrific, especially if he happens to be sitting in the bunnies' cage. The tray at the bottom acts as some sort of cacophonic rabbit instrument, resonating THUMPS and WHUMPS throughout the house. This, in turn, upsets The Dog, who reacts in her own caninesque manner. So what normally should be peace and quiet at my house very often turns into this:
"Whump"
"Whump"
?
"Woof?"
"Whump!"
"Oh...woof!"
*pause*
"WHUMP"
"WOOF"
"WHUMP!!!"
*pause* (again)
"WOOF!!"
"WHUMP!!! WHUMP!!! WHUMP!!!"
last *pause*
and then
"WOOF!!! WOOF!!! WOOF!!!"
"
WHUMP!!! WHUMP!!! WHUMP!!!"
"
WOOFWOOFWOOFWOOFWOOFWOOFWOOFWOOFWOOF!!!!"
(The Dog doesn't know how to turn off her woofer once she gets into full woofmode)
And this will continue on - and on - until a frustrated human intervenes. Not that I don't love these two weirdos, but if I'd wanted to be entertained by such dueling prowess I'd have rented Deliverance.
Anyway, my point in all this is that Yofi reacts - sometimes explosively - to the slightest noise or distraction...while Anna is as cool as a furred cucumber. However, THIS is what it's like when I walk into the bunny room during nap time:
A bomb could go off and the boy wouldn't wake up. Once asleep, Yofi cannot be stirred from his bunnydreams for anything...well,
except maybe a craisin. But even then, you'd have to prod him into getting up...
And here's a couple of other pics of my photogenic phfurr-buns:
"When I grows up, I wanna be a Belgian hare":
"Hi guys! Am I bootiful or what??"
"HALP!!! Let us out!!! She never feeds us!! SERIOUSLY!!!!":
(Don't believe a word of that last comment...er...caption...)