Tigger had a way of positioning herself that was just so very proper that we called her the little lady bunny. She would always have her little paws lined up side by side completely even and balanced. It always reminded me of old movies or TV shows with the ladies in hats and gloves who would have both hands side by side holding their purses so very properly.
We called her Princess because she decidedly had a sense of what was due to HRH Princess Tigger bunny rabbit. When she would enter a room, she would pause and thump. It became the Tigger has entered the room announcement, pay attention. She also thumped when she was mad. If you offended the royal rabbit by picking her up and messing with her for medicine or clean ups or feedings, as soon as you put her back down there was a thump or two or more of outrage depending on how big she deemed the offense. If she became really frightened, she would run into the sheet tunnel we had for the rabbits or under the guest bed and would become a serial thumper. After she calmed down, she would have that over the shoulder little nose in the air, pouty look. Or sometimes she would hop away while flicking the back feet showing herself to be offended.
Now Tigger was very catlike in being quite independent, but when Princess Tigger wanted attention, you were supposed to be ready, willing and able to pay her the attention she deemed fitting. I made the mistake once of sitting on the floor while talking on the phone and forgetting all about her. That is until she snuck up behind me and gave me a pinching nip on my behind and took off running away. I had been warned I was behaving offensively. I squealed into the phone as she nipped me and had to apologize and explain. Then I stood up to finish the call and went to attempt to soothe Princess Tigger’s outraged feelings of being ignored.
Her sneak up and nip wasn’t limited to my one phone experience. If she didn’t feel Shadow was paying her enough of the right attention, she would sneak up behind him and give him a nip and take off running. It was a good thing she was quite a bit faster than he was. They would run and tire themselves out and then forget why they had been running and go back to being as they were again.
HRH Princess Tigger just absolutely delighted in going right into the middle of the room in front of the fireplace to eat her soft serve cecal snack or give herself a head to toe bunny bath. Why wouldn’t everyone want to watch her every bunny move? Ah, well, she knew she was cute and she knew she was special. She worked it for all a bunny could to get the attention she wanted when she wanted it. It wasn’t at all hard to mentally picture a sparkly tiara on that little bunny head.
Tomorrow boarding a Tigger & spay time …