Well, actually early evening at the lake. I took Giol for a walk yesterday and I think he had fun. I know I did.
First off, I tried to see if he'd enjoying playground equipment. No dice. He much preferred areas where he could sit and munch grass and clover.
There was a birthday party involving a bunch of kindergarten-age boys. They liked the bunny but were much too active to stick around long enough to bother him much.
Look! Bunny! Look! Play equipment! *vanish*
A very nice lady was walking her dog there, too. She expressed the opinion that Giol was the cutest thing ever. I agree with her. Her dog seemed very interested in Giol, too. Giol ignored the dog for a while. The lady thought the dog might be getting too close, so she led him around the other side of the tree Giol was lounging under. Unfortunately, the movement must've seemed like a stalking pattern to Giol and as soon as the dog reappeared Giol was... not where he had been.
He was, in fact, at the furthest end of the leash trying to run away from the dog. If he'd been much larger I'd have been dragged across the park. So a note, Giol does not like dogs. (At least not dogs several times his size.)
Rabbits move very fast, did you know that?
Giol, "I'm running as fast as I can! Why aren't I going anywhere! Help!"
Another thing I learned. Giol does not like water. I kinda suspected as much from his reaction when his water bottle leaked into his carrier. Also, there's the fact that most rabbits, like cats, loath and despise getting wet. There are exceptions, however, and I wanted to find out if I had one of those exceptions.
Nope.
Giol, "You got me wet. I don't like you." *flick**flick*
He likes me today, for which I'm thankful.