Geez dad, you’d think you’d know the answer to this question by now – there’s always a bunny under there!
-Betsy
Geez dad, you’d think you’d know the answer to this question by now – there’s always a bunny under there!
-Betsy
Gus suddenly wasn’t feeling good this weekend, and though mum & dad took him to the vet right away, Sunday morning he couldn’t get up very well and he was very cold – so I snuggled up to him to try and keep him warm. But mum & dad said it wasn’t enough, and he had to go to the emergency room – but he didn’t come back.
It’s a little weird now not having to fight over the best bits of dinner, or squeeze past anybun in the cardboard tunnel, but mum & dad have been talking to me a lot and giving me lots of pats (no thanks) and treats (yes please).
Mum & dad seem pretty upset, but I’m not too worried about it – I’ll see Gus again someday.
Goodbye, Gus – I’ll leave some pellets in the bowl for you (but the kale is mine!).
-Betsy
So, I’m in jail… again. Dad’s got me locked up in my area and isn’t letting me out (except for short and closely supervised time in the morning and evening).
I’m innocent, though! I was framed! It was, uh, some other bunny who peed on the carpet, not me!
What’s that? Mumm said she saw me do it? Right in front of her own eyes? Um… maybe she was hallucinating?
As you can imagine, being locked up like this is very exhausting. I hope I can get out soon!
-Betsy