Okay okay okay I think I get the bunny, maybe. The bunny is my animal who giggles like a 13-year old girl after having her brains wolfed out. Or any strong wolf gesture, really. Well, that's a crapshoot; the lioness is just as likely to make an appearance (sexy lioness, not kick-*ss-and-take-names-lioness). But the bunny is definitely She Who Giggles. I hope that's not as vomit-inducing as it sounds, but the wolf seems to like it.
Fran, I think there's a world of difference bewteen a busted-up puppy sitting on the couch with his head in his hands and a puppy looking imploringly at you with his puppy-dog eyes, as if to imply, "Fix me, mommy." Yeah, yuck on the latter.
I just know this thread is gonna lock before I get back, dammit ....,
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