I remember when my rabbit Inlehain died. His mate, Hyzenthlay, increasingly agitated to leave their cage. Eventually, to my shock, she ripped the door off with her teeth and began thoroughly exploring our apartment for him. I doubt she ever understood what had happened.
It's worth nothing that the New York City Department of Transportation has objected to this cultural appropriation: https://x.com/NYC_DOT/status/1983603254039826467.
"Sweet Child O' Mine" must be one of those songs that is impossible to mess up.
Well, with that attitude, I certainly won't have you for Thanksgiving!
I doubt she ever understood what had happened.