Category: Bunny Life
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Dad thinks he’s funny
Dad thinks this sort of thing is funny. Dad, you take us to work every day. We invade your office on a regular basis. Geez. -Gus
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Plants?
Mom and Dad have been thinking about planting some stuff out on the porch, and they asked me if I’d like them to grow anything special. Aside from stuff like lettuce, parsley, and kale, of course, since they get that at the store. I wasn’t sure what to say… I’d like to have fresh stuff.…
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Why I’ve Avoided Bunspace
I’ve noticed a lot of buzz about this new thing called “Bunspace.” Betsy and I tried the whole “social networking” thing a while back with Petster, but it really didn’t pan out – it was too hard for us to use. (Computers were not designed for rabbits, you know!) But the real reason I’ve been…
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Someone’s Getting Pushy
Betsy had the audacity to nudge me out of the way this morning while I was eating some hay. So I turned around and nudged her right back! Honestly, Betsy, what’s going on with you? First you try to frame me for your rampage, now you’re nudging me out of the way? Have I gone…
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Tired
Whew! All this digging, chewing, and destruction is making me tired. I think I’ll lay down for a nap. ZZZZzzzzz…. -Betsy
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Destruction of Betsy
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
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Book Meme
Dad says we have to do another meme that Lola tagged us with – something to do with “books.” Dad said, “this is going to be tricky.” I asked him why, and he just pointed to his bookshelf, which I had never really looked closely at. Oh. Yeah, now I see what you mean, dad.…
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Monday Bunday
Am I doing it right? Hmm… maybe not. -Betsy
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Dad’s Home, Ugh
Dad’s home… and just when I was getting comfy with having some quiet time to myself! Now I’ve got to watch out for dad coming to grab me and brush me (mum is too scared to pick me up, which suits me fine). On top of that, dad is much more strict… no more digging…
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Dad’s Home!
Dad is finally home! Of course at first I didn’t come up and say hi. First I had to go and sniff all his stuff… where has he been? Has he been eating carrots without me? I have to know! It turned out that he’d been up north somewhere, and everything of his smelled weird…