The Life and Times of Bunnies

Believe me, it’s a lot of fun to chew and rip!

-Gus

It creeps dad out when I sit behind him in his office and just stare at him. He’ll turn around and say “Gus, what are you doing?”

If I really want to freak him out, I don’t say anything. But I always think of things I could say:

• “I’m plotting your inevitable demise.”
• “Setting you on fire… with my mind!”
• “Wondering why you haven’t fed me yet, and how to properly punish you for this transgression.”

-Gus

So, the “being cute” thing wasn’t working - dad was still locking us up at night. Drat! We must’ve done something really bad this time.

But last night, Betsy and I made an escape attempt - and it worked! We wiggled past the edge of the bunny barrier and roamed free while mum & dad were sleeping. Better still, they had left the bedroom door open, thinking we were safely locked away. So we got into the bedroom! And best of all, they’d taken the protective barrier around the bed apart to make the bunny barrier, so we could get under the bed!!!

Unfortunately, dad heard us after a while and woke up and chased us out of the bedroom. Drat!

Then, he went back to sleep and didn’t get up until late. Betsy and I were sooooooo hungry! I mean, was that really necessary dad?

Later in the day, I popped out to use my litter box, and found that dad had re-built the bunny barrier - he now called it the “bunny gulag.”

Uh-oh, this isn’t looking so good.

Oh dear, a door and everything!

We may need to re-evaluate our behavior.

-Gus

I guess I’m just like my mummy - I have a “thing” for shoes.

-Betsy

Whew! All this digging, chewing, and destruction is making me tired. I think I’ll lay down for a nap.

ZZZZzzzzz….

-Betsy

Betsy went on a rampage this morning.

Listen, dad, even though I’m sitting here in the middle of it, I swear to you - it wasn’t me, it was Betsy! Just look at her!

Darn you, Betsy - you’re trying to frame me!

-Gus

Am I doing it right?

Hmm… maybe not.

-Betsy

Even I’m not sure why Betsy was digging on the lamp post.

Though it did wake dad up… maybe that’s what she had in mind.

-Gus

Well, not a real bunny hero. But this is what dad plays sometimes:

What did he call it… oh yeah, “Guitar Hero II.”

I do like the name, though.

-Gus

This morning after breakfast dad grabbed me and gave me a brush-down.

I am not amused.

Dad, we’ll talk later.

-Gus