Construction Zone

After living with someone for three years it is easy to think you know them.

I know Bella becomes ecstatic at the prospect of food. It is her greatest joy in life. If a food is especially delightful she will run in circles with it in her mouth before devouring it.

Bella is a fantastic hay eater. Her preferred method of eating it is to grab a big mouthful, drop it on our newest rug and eat it there.

She will happily sit at your side a half hour or more if you are petting her ears and face. She will quickly turn her back on you and give you disdainful side-eye stares if you pet any other part of her body. 

Yet she forgives insults, such as having her feet or scut brushed, the moment the offending action ends. It's quite endearing.

Bella eagerly investigates everything new in her world, and prefers to leap before considering where she will land.

 

Bella does not approve of dogs or raccoons visiting our yard, or wolves and screeching birds of prey on the TV. All the above will have her thumping the ground in alarm and racing to hide behind the couch.

She doesn’t play with toys. 

Midday, Bella can be found either in classic bunny-loaf pose

or fully, relaxed, melted-bunny pose.

So I was more than surprised to hear a commotion coming from her "house" this afternoon.

 

Sounds like Bella has a new hobby.