Crazy. Really, Really Crazy.

When you first take delivery of a new baby foster bunch from Caroline they are often indistinguishable. Just 3 or 4 or 5 or 6 little excitable floofs that tear around in all directions until food appears (despatched in a floofy swarm) or it's naptime. But as time goes by they grow, their personalities develop and despite having the same environment and interactions with the world, they all turn out differently. One might become exceptionally friendly (Arrietty), one might be a little shy (Nausicaä), one might turn out to be exceptionally sweet (Yuki), one might even prove to be a bit piggy (Rei). And if you are really lucky, one will turn out to be absolutely, super-confidently, no-sense-of-danger, run-up-the-walls, jump-up-on-your-head crazy. This bunny, this time, is Ponyo.

"What? If you don't want me to jump up on your head, don't come at me with the nail clippers. Simple."