And fussy! Yesh, momma's little girl is a fussbudget!

[Allison turns to coo at the baby bunny, who sniffs at her mouth when she makes a kissy face at her. Melting into giggles, she presses her cheek against the bunny's, making her chitter contentedly again.]

She eats like a princess, and she has to either have her couch cushions or sit on my shoulder. Everything is her way or the highway, and I'm too smitten to deny her. She's my bay-bee.