Kiwi, however, does not like being picked up (nor does Lily, for that matter), so when I grabbed him after we suckered him into the open with a blueberry, he was angry. You know how human infants, when they smile, make that little breathy sound in the back of their throats? Kiwi makes that sound, through his nose, when he's angry. And oh, was he angry. I got him on to his back a little bit, and he calmed a tiny amount, but still...angry bunny. Mum found the matted bits and snipped them off with a pair of bandage shears (blunted ends, you see), and then I righted Kiwi and set him down. Oh, friends, there was foot flicking and shunning. He shunned me like I thought only an Amish rabbit could.
Or at least for a couple hours. Then I gave the rabbits their greens, and after a few minutes and a little head rub, things seemed to be mostly forgiven.