After eating a big meal (and scattering bits of it around the floor of course) it’s important to rest and relax, to allow time for digestion. This lets your host know that you found the meal… acceptable.
Needless to say, Gus and I are experts at this.
-Betsy
Sometimes I like to enjoy my dinner bunny-style.
And by “bunny-style” I mean “pulling it out of the food bowl and onto the floor.”
Dad doesn’t always appreciate this; but who cares what he thinks? (Not me!)
-Betsy
Just a little advice that I’m passing along… when you see a bunny sleeping peacefully – like this:
DON’T WAKE HIM UP.
OR ELSE.
That is all.
-Gus
Hey, you!
Don’t even think about coming in here.
This tunnel is for bunnies only.
-Betsy
What can I say?
Sometimes I like to climb on top of things.
-Betsy
Can’t you see I’m sleeping?
Sleep with one eye open…
ZZZZZZzzzzzzzzz….
-Gus
What’s that, dad? You say someone suggested we replace our box in your office, the one by the bunnycam?
Don’t. Even. Think. About. It.
-Betsy
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 decided to move it myself, since dad is useless in this regard.
As a bonus, our box now serves as a barrier to our area that only we can get through!
We also decorated it, to make sure dad understands the meaning and stops trying to move it back. Hopefully this time he gets the point.
-Betsy
I’m not snuggling with Betsy in this picture. Nope.
I’m actually using her for a pillow. See, only my head is resting on her.
Obviously.
-Gus
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
