The Life and Times of Bunnies

Last weekend, dad took us to a “Bunny Spa Day” thing at a nearby pet store.

We got the full treatment – a “bunny massage,” fur brushing, nail clipping… the works.

Of course, it’s all fun and games until someone says “anal scent gland cleaning.” I’m just going to leave it at that.

Normally I don’t like people touching me for any reason (I make rare exceptions for when treats are being given out).

Dad will say he thinks I enjoyed it. But that is ALL LIES.

That is clearly concentrated disapproval.

Um, Betsy, you’re not helping. Don’t let them know you’re enjoying it!

Oh dear.

Well, don’t forget what else they’re going to do to you.

Yep, the dreaded toenail clipping. I warned you, Betsy!

And what’s up with the litterboxes at this place? Way too small if you ask me.

Betsy said the grooming was a bit rough and the stylist didn’t know what to do with her fur.

So she had to fix it herself.

I was just glad to have a moment’s rest – it was very busy. I did get to sniff a few other bunnies on the way out, but the space was soooo small… there wasn’t much room. Of course, it was raining out that day, so maybe that’s why it was inside.

Dad says that the profits from the bunny spa day go to help local rabbit rescue and shelters… so I won’t say it was a total loss. But I’m not doing another one of those things for a loooong while. You hear me, dad?

-Gus

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