The Life and Times of Bunnies

Gus and I have been doing some “renovations” on our Cottontail Cottage.

For some reason, dad is not impressed. He keeps going on about it not being “structurally sound” or some thing like that.

The best part is, if dad sleeps in on the weekend we just get to work and the noise wakes him right up!

-Betsy

I’m not sure if I like this new castle/maze thing dad put in our space. It’s a little too cramped. Don’t people realize we’re big buns? I’m no mini-lop, after all!

But, it’s OK… I’ve already chewed away the base of one of the internal “doors” so that I can stretch out when I lay down inside. I’m working on some of the external doors.

Last night, dad came out and told me to be quiet, though… something about the loud chomping of cardboard at 1am that didn’t sit well with him. Well, I was getting tired anyway, so I stopped a little bit after that.

The holes are bit smaller than I’d like as well – it’s hard to get up onto the second level. I’ll have to do some “remodeling” there as well.

So much work to do!

-Betsy

I was hard at work this morning. Dad said that maybe I have “anger issues.”

I don’t know what he’s talking about. It’s just normal bunny behavior!

Dad always used to joke about me and my “big, sharp, pointy teeth.” I guess I showed him! Or… maybe I showed him too much?

It’s OK dad, I won’t bite you… as long as you give me a treat!

-Gus

The other day, Gus and I got up on the couch. Dad found us a few minutes later. He wasn’t very happy.

I don’t know why… but… the remote buttons look soooooo tasty!

I just couldn’t help myself! They’re chewy – like “rabbit bubblegum!”

Dad was not happy. Nor was mummy – who said now she’ll never be able to figure out how to use the remote.

Umm… sorry?

-Betsy

Dad keeps taking photos of me while I’m at work in the box.

He thinks he’s being clever.

I sure showed him!

-Betsy

So there I was, minding my own business in the cardboard tunnel dad set up (the “worm hole” as some call it), and suddenly there was movement and a bright flash.

DAD!!!

Can’t you see I’m busy here? Can’t a bun get some privacy to rip cardboard in peace?

Geez.

-Betsy

This weekend, we escaped (again). Dad wasn’t very happy, so he didn’t give us treats.

I submit that depriving rabbits of their rightful morning treats is tantamount to “bunny abuse.”

Unfortunately, every time we escape, dad finds a way to stop us from getting out that way again. Eventually we’re going to run out of tricks!

Also: I found a way under the bed this weekend when no one was looking – all by myself! And mum and dad thought I was still in the office, so they even closed the door and left me in there! It was great!

Well, it was great until dad realized where I was… and then realized that I’d… um… chewed his phone cord… again…

I had to spend a while sitting alone in the dark of the bathroom for that one. It wasn’t fun. So that’s why when this morning Betsy said she’d found a way behind the couch, I declined to go with her – and a good thing, too. Mummy was NOT happy when she found Betsy behind the couch!

When I put it like that, it seems like we had a very eventful weekend, even though it didn’t feel like it. Dad’s computer thing was “under construction” all weekend, so that’s why we didn’t write.

Well, I’m going to go stretch my legs in the living room for a bit. Later!

-Gus

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

I… um… got a little over-zealous this morning and, er, may have tipped some things over.

What? I was having fun chewing and I just got carried away! I can’t help it that I’m so strong!

Just look at Gus, playing the innocent bun… but I know he’s done far worse in his day!

-Betsy