“Only when the last tree has died and the last river been poisoned and the last fish been caught will we realize we cannot eat a machine learning algorithm.” - traditional Native American saying.
Not to say I didn’t like the others but I ADORED the one that knew commands. They were all rescues but the other two were neglected and had health problems so it took awhile for them to warm up to me and they didn’t live as long. The very trained one was with me for 12 years and followed me everywhere. She’d come running when I got home from work to meet me at the door, too.
[Edited a bunch of typos. Was I asleep when I wrote this??]
That’s sweet. I’ve got 2 farm rescues that I “acquired” in a marriage, and 1 shelter rescue. Poor shelter bun had been there for 2 years.
Unfortunately, I can’t free-roam the bunnies. I’m actually allergic to them, so they have to be contained in a room to reduce dander in the house, but they have big x-pens instead of cages, and we let them out one at a time for about a half hour each night.
I don’t mean this condescendingly, but maybe that’s why they’re harder to train! Mine were completely free range except for one room they weren’t in alone and another they were never allowed in (didn’t want to rabbit proof)
Here’s two of em. The white one was my darling. She was the lop’s protector because he was a sick little guy
That’s a fair assessment. I can’t be around the bunnies all the time to train them. I’d send picture of my buns, but my partner has asked me to keep them off socials. They are two big red New Zealand mixes, and the third bun is a New Zealand/Flemish mix.
Yeah, I lived alone at the time so we were around each other constantly. Especially after the lop passed, the white one clung to me even when I got her a new friend.
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