The Life and Times of Bunnies

Once again, mum and dad made us play “dress up” for their Christmas cards this year.

And once again… we strongly disapprove.

-Gus

After those first joyful Christmases, filled with treats, phone books, and wrapping paper to chew and shred, mum and dad somehow got it into their heads that they should send out Christmas cards… with pictures of us on the front.

Suffice to say, we do not approve of this.

-Gus

Well, it’s starting to get on towards that time of year. So I thought I’d go back and remember some bunny Christmases from years past.

I can still remember my first Christmas  – I got lots of good presents back then.

Of course, I got to be the first one to sniff the presents (and chin them, so that they were all MINE!).

Oh yeah, and Betsy was there too – so it was the first Christmas for us both!

As you can expect, there were treats galore.

Though I had mastered the art of disapproval even then. Plus, I’d rather have what dad has… that looks like fun to chew on! (He never gave it to me to chew on.)

But the wrapping paper was kind of a present in itself, so it was OK.

Did I mention there were treats?

Yeah, that was a good Christmas.

-Gus

Every Christmas, dad thinks it’d be “cute” to pose us and take photos for his Christmas cards.

We strongly disapprove of this.

Yes. We disapprove of this idea.

Ugh. Fine, dad, if it’ll get this over with, we’ll look cute… for just a moment.

Now get me OUT OF HERE!!!

-Gus