Author: Betsy
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Because it was there
What can I say? Sometimes I like to climb on top of things. -Betsy
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Don’t Even Think About It
Nobody is taking away our cardboard box. NOBODY. Not no one, not no how. Understand?
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Renovations: Our Bunny Barrier
Lately I’ve been unhappy with the placement of our box. (Well, I’ve been unhappy about a lot of things – like being brushed, having my nails clipped, being picked up, breakfast being late, dinner not having enough parsley, insufficient treats, too much attempts at petting me, but… I won’t get into that.) So, I finally…
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OM NOM NOM
Gus wasn’t impressed with dinner the other night (I think he missed the carrots we usually get). But I don’t mind – that just means more for me! -Betsy
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How Dare You??
I can’t believe you, dad. First you force feed us both critical care (even though we don’t need it, I tried to tell you, but you didn’t listen), but THEN you have the AUDACITY to drag BOTH OF US (not just Gus, but me too!) to the VET!?! Oh you are SO in my bad…
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New Construction
Dad got rid of our Maze Haven and replaced it with a Cottontail Cottage. I was not amused. Neither was Gus. Where are we supposed to hide in that thing? Dad just never thinks these things through. -Betsy
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Dinner Nom-Nom-Nom Time
Because who wouldn’t want to sit and watch Betsy (and Gus) eat for 8 minutes and 54 seconds?
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Is Dinner Ready Yet?
Betsy wants to know why dinner has not been served yet – because what Betsy wants, Betsy GETS.
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Not Up To Anything
Gus and Betsy are absolutely, positively not up to anything.
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How’d You Get In Here?
The world’s first picture of Betsy inside her hideaway!