Category: Bunny Life
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OK, dad, you can pet me
I don’t allow it often… but I guess it’s OK just this once. Mmmm… that’s nice… hey, wait, why’d you stop?? Errr, I mean… don’t ever touch me again! -Gus
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Dad’s Litter Box
Mum and dad have their own litter box, of course – but it’s not really a box like ours, it’s a whole other room. Strangely, it has that slippery tile floor – I don’t know how they stand it. Sometimes when dad goes into his litter box, I like to sit outside and wait for…
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Breakout
Last night, Betsy and I finally broke out of the bunny prison dad’s been putting us into every night for… well a really long time now. Betsy found the weak point – the little twist-tie dad used to secure the jail walls wasn’t twisted on very tight last night… and once we got that off,…
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I Like My Litter Box
What can I say? Sometimes I just really like to lie down in the litter box. As you might have guessed, dad cleaned it today, so it was nice clean fresh litter. Mmmm. Betsy just prefers to lay on the rug. Dad says Betsy looks “smooshed.” Didn’t I mention before that we buns are very…
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Yin-Yang Buns?
Dad said we looked like “yin-yang” bunnies. I don’t know what he’s talking about, we’re just laying nose-to-bum. In the middle of the livingroom. No, dad, we’re not weird… we have a perfectly good reason for laying in the middle of the livingroom… ummm… and… I’ll think of it later! -Betsy
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Stupid Dewclaw
I snapped my dewclaw off. Again. Remind me again why we have these things? My paw is a bit sore now, too, which sucks. And to make things worse, even though I tried really, really hard to hide it, dad noticed… and picked me up… and looked at my paw. He said he wanted to…
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A Face Full of Betsy
Sometimes Betsy and I fight over who looks the most relaxed. This morning, Betsy looked very relaxed in the middle of the bedroom. So I sniffed at her bum and she got up and moved, and I took her place. But she got back at me… by sitting on my face! Well, sort of, anyway.…
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Awww, Thanks!
Thanks everyone for your tips and best wishes… I am doing fine. As I tried to tell dad, I just wasn’t hungry that one night. I’ve been enjoying the crackers and dandilion greens that dad’s put out for us every day since then. I think mum & dad just over-react sometimes. Silly humans. -Betsy
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I’m not Hungry, Dad
The night before last I wasn’t very hungry when dad put out dinner, so I didn’t go over and eat anything. This turned out to be a big mistake. Dad and mum fretted for a while and then picked me up and syringe-fed me that nasty “critical care” stuff and rubbed my tummy. Ugh! I…
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Letter to our Auntie
Dad and mum are planning to go away later this year, when mum’s parents visit from someplace called “Australia.” Normally dad makes arrangements for someone to take care of us when they go away (not that they go away often – I disapprove of them leaving) but this time we decided to take the initiative!…