Rex snorts,growls, and even makes barking noises :shock: When I'm moving somethingin his cage, and he doesn't like it, he'll grab it out of my hand andfling it as far as he can. He's also been known to charge when he'sreally mad.
Peanut thumps and gives me the dirtiest look that you can imagine.
This post brings back memories of our little Princess's temper.
If I yelled at her for digging at the carpet or for trying to get intomy computer room, she'd take out her anger by chewing onsomething. One day she chewed the reins to my bridle when Iwouldn't let her into the computer room. Another day, aftergetting yelled at, she stomped over to the kids and bit through theNintendo power cord.
She also considered my husband's feet in white socks to be invaders in the house and would attack and bite his feet.
Like Tucker, she'd throw things that I had put in the wrong place inher cage, and she would growl and rattle the cage door when she wantedout.
My big boy Nanuk expresses his anger alot..lol.He thumps so loud its like someone dropped a stack of phone directorieson the floor from a great height. He also throws things around hiscage. If you pick him up he shows his displeasure byattempting (and sometimes succeeding) to lacerate your armsand chest.
Ive only seen Rosey mad once..she let out this soft little growl.
Snugg charges around her cage like a tornado kocking everything over and thumping at the other 2.
Clover and Clem I have never seen mad. Clover is still a baby though soI'm sure given time he will find things to be cranky about. For Clemlife is one big party.
Raph tosses his food dish, hay rack, anythingthat isn't bolted down. Unfortunately he did this a few nights ago whenhe was impatient for dinner, and wound up breaking his crock. Threw itright out of his cage and onto the basement floor (I keep his cage dooropen so he can roam about in his pen).
And a few mornings ago I caught him thumping for the first time. Kaya(my dog) was barking at my cat Fritz, for getting into something in thebasement ('Mom, mom!! C'mere quick!!! Come see what he's doing!!! He'ssoooo busted!!!!'). Her bark tends to be extremely loud and sharp, veryannoying to all ears, human or otherwise. When I finally got hersettled down with the promise of sending Fritz to his room for beingbad, I thought I could hear something in the now-silent basement.
This was so rhythmic and steady that I thought at first there was somesort of intro to an African band playing on the radio upstairs. Butthen I realized it was coming from the direction of Raph's pen. So Iwent over to check, and he was sitting there doing a slow, but veryregulated, series of thumps on the floor...his way of voicing hisopinion over Kaya's vocal outburst. Well, the boy's got rhythm,anyway...
I have an amusing angry rabbitstory. I drove across country from California to Florida withthe bunnies. The first day out, we put in about 7 hours andstopped at a hotel for the night. As soon as we got into ourroom, I released the bunnies from their travel cage. Theywere obviously madand wouldn't have anything to do withme. Nothing but butt. After a few hours, Scooterseemed to forgive me and started coming over for pets. Well,every time she would come over to me Sparky would rush over and nudgeher away. It's like she was saying "Scooter, remember we'reMAD at mommy".
With all the differentpersonalities I have in my barn it can tend to get ratheramusing wehn a good case of the Mad gets let loose.Most thump , some spray , I have gotten really good aboutknowing just when to duck outof the waynow lol . but my all time favorite is when I haveto do something in Justienes cage , Her wayof showing Mad is hysterical andcan reduce me to a fit of laughter every time .well letme show you and you can jusdge for yourself;
LOL, these are so funny - and some say rabbits don't have personalities :disgust:.
Perry rarely gets mad, and when he does he thumps. Pernod, on the otherhand, is mad about 90% of the time. If we pick her up, she gets so madwhen we put her back down, that she'll attack the first thing she canget to - be it the carpet, her toys or our feet. She'll throw her fooddish around if I dare to put my hand in there, and there isn't a daygoes by that I don't get the 'flicky feet'.