I run out with "my plan" to get them fed and get back in the house as soon as possible. But.... that isn't "their plan". Their plan is to get my attention and hang onto it as long as possible. Stretching out as far as possible to get a head rub or reach out with paws plopped on my shoulder. A couple of the does score a small bit of bread and run circles with it held aloft as if someone will steal their "prize". A few bunnies are vocal and hum to me. So many different personalities and each enjoyed.
A few of the late summer kids are blooming. In particular is a Wyeth son named "Raisin Cain". He is a broken tort like his dad with the same rascal-y attitude.
Even though the rabbits are in a heated building they seem to know when a snowstorm is approaching. Their appetites pick up and they are more antsy. You can't fool Mother Nature!
Another five days and we'll be gaining sunlight. It can't come soon enough!