Oh, sweet holy fuck. -t, your name isn't pronounced "negativity" is it? I mean, it's fine if it is, just I would kick myself, am kicking myself, for not having worked out it can be read that way until one minute ago.

WHAT.

I never noticed that, either!

Sits in corner also feeling dumb.

t dons dunce cap

Wow. That never occurred to me!

Now I need it to be true.

I didn't mean for it to be, but I'm open-minded on pronunciation. I'm used to the "-" being silent. Negativity is much cleverer, but a bit of a downer...

Go Charlie Jane, that sounds like something I would watch! And probably should read.

Oh, sweet holy fuck. -t, your name isn't pronounced "negativity" is it?

OMG. I was going to feel like such a dumbass. crisis averted.

OMG. I was going to feel like such a dumbass. crisis averted.

Pretty much my thought exactly.

This is all quite hilarious!

I'm still confused. Oh! I get it. Heh.

MasterChefJunior is giving me a giant inferiority complex.

The key to happy rabbit-owning is getting them young. I got my beloved Jerry Fodor when he was a wee just-weaned puffball tiny enough to fit in my pocket, and made sure he spent the rest of his bunny childhood being cuddled and handled and passed from one human to another to another; by the time he was grown, he associated the big two-footed creatures with chin skritches, butt-pats and nibbly treats, and he was pretty damn dear. He even got up onto my lap once when I was crying hopelessly over some misery or other and licked my tears (I'm not an idiot, I know he was just thinking, "Salty treats!", but it was very comforting nonetheless).

Bunny in a cage or in an outside hutch - grumpy and bitey. Much cuddled and socialized bunny - hoppy galumphy snoodlebug.