Although Tycho is frenzied in his effort to wrench the package of dried fruit from me, I swear that his glowing eye is not a sign that he is possessed. (Let's agree say that albino rabbits don't photograph well and leave it at that.) He cracks me up, though. Every night Tycho has been hanging out with me, Husband, and his boyfriend the bear rug. This means that I must clean up scads of white fur all the time, but it's worth it.