My dad cooked some of that awful bacon stuff that he eats sometimes. Ugh! The smell just makes my fur stand on end! So I ran off into the bedroom and hid under the bed.
Shortly after, Betsy followed me. She’s always following me around.
Which reminds me, I was very upset at her last night. I wanted her to groom my head, but instead she humped me! I was very upset, so I grunted at her and chased her into the cottontail cottage.
All in all, not a great night.
-Gus
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My cagemate humps my head a lot. I have to give her a nip and chase her to get her to stop. (The humans think it is funny to watch since she’s half my size.) I hear the humping is a dominance thing they try to pull. I still think I am king of all I survey no matter what.
Yeah, I’ve heard of the dominance thing, but Betsy isn’t the dominant one around here. I’m the head bunny – king of both the Bedroom and the Living Room!