Bodhi is Bodhi, not Bodi.

I think he likes me. And I think he likes this house filled with life--a goofy dog, two cats, cows mooing just outside the window, and horses galloping past on the other side.

And happily, I like him. A lot! Just a few days into our new friendship, he allows me to pick him up. He quickly scoots up toward my shoulder so that I hold him vertically, one hand under his fanny, the other cradling his neck and shoulders to steady him.

Photos are on their way. Now you're dealing with a technological Neanderthal here, so it might take some time. But I promise photos: of Bodhi the bunny, Andy the formerly starving horse, the baby pigs, the chicks left to die...photos of all the happy endings.