I just spent 2 hours frolicking on the balcony with Mr. Jones. He was doing most of the frolicking, I was mostly having fun watching him do the things he does only on the balcony or other open spaces that remind me that he is, in fact, a rabbit: binkies. He even did a binky so big his legs slipped from under him when he landed and he had to pretend that nothing of the sort happened.

Toward the end of the 2 hours, when I stepped inside to read an article online--I was right by the screen door to make sure I could see him at all times--I noticed something funny. Mr. Jones became a rock. He just stopped moving, may be except for the tip of his sniffing nose. He just sat there at attention looking straight at me through the screen door the entire 5 minutes I was inside. After being stared at that long and consistently, one cannot help but feel the need to do something about it.

I started to feel bad. Mr. Jones staring at me like that made me feel like he was telepathically telling me not to abandon him. I tried staring back at him and mentally telling him I'll be right there so go enjoy yourself in the meantime, but he continued to be a rock until I couldn't ignore him anymore and I went back outside to keep him company. I'm weak ;P

Once I was back outside with him, he immediately "unstuck" himself and started hopping and then grooming. He also came up to me so I could clean his weepy eye after he had made his attempt to remove some of the crud. I guess this mind control thing only works in one direction.