Savannah has spent many, many nights and parts of days ... sometimes all day ... in her inside pen with this nice wooden windowsill. She has made but two tiny nibbles on it. In the meantime she has demolished untold cardboard boxes and debarked hundreds of twigs and apple sticks. Eaten several of those Pier 1 willow balls and several legs, including replacements, from a little stick table.
S-bob is Bunny Lady's Bunny. The two can snuggle and cuddle lots. I just talk to her a bit ... "Hi Savannah. Savannnnnaaaahhhh. You are a pretty bunny Savannah." That's it. She looks at me.