The Life and Times of Bunnies

  • Clean Litterbox Day

    I love clean litterbox day, don’t you?

    clean litterbox day for gus

    -Gus

  • Carrying Food

    Sometimes when dad gives us a piece of carrot with dinner, I like to pick it up in my mouth and carry it over to some corner of our area where I can enjoy it in peace and quiet (without Gus trying to steal it from me – and does anyone else have this problem?).

    But dad also mentions to me sometimes that it seems really weird for bunnies to be carrying food around like that.

    Do any other bunnies pick up food and carry it somewhere else before eating it?

    I’m just curious.

    -Betsy

  • Food Coma

    Like most bunnies, I really enjoy eating a nice big dinner full of dark leafy greens. Romaine lettuce, kale, parsley, dandelion greens – yum!

    And after having a big meal, sometimes I like to just stretch out and digest. Dad does this too sometimes, and he calls it a “food coma.”

    food coma gus

    Oh yeah, big dinner, full tummy… time for a nap!

    Now if only dad would stop bothering me by sneaking up on me and taking my picture, things would be perfect. Ah well.

    -Gus

  • Not Begging

    Mum and dad were away for a week, and honestly the replacement help was… acceptable.

    But when mum and dad came back, I decided to let them know that I think we need more treats.

    gus begging

    Dad says I was “begging” but I prefer to think of this as “commanding.”

    Today, dad had a box of Kashi crackers in his hand. I decided he was being too slow in opening them, so I tried to grab the whole box out of his hands. Unfortunately he was holding on pretty tight, so all I got was the lid.

    kashi cracker box after bunny attack

    Although I didn’t get the box, I did surprise dad quite a bit, which was pretty nice. It’s always good to remind him of how strong I am – it puts him in his place.

    -Gus

  • Not much going on here

    Lately there hasn’t been much going on around here.

    gus lounging

    Mostly we’ve just been lounging around. You know, the usual.

    betsy in the box (blurry)

    Though we did get a new cardboard box, which Betsy has been spending a lot of time in.

    gus on top of the box

    Oh, and I may have done a bit of climbing.

    gus up in the chair

    But it’s no big deal. I just used it as a stepping stone to get on dad’s chair. He says these stuffed things are supposed to be bunnies, but I don’t see the resemblance.

    gus up in the chair 2

    I do like the message printed on them, though. I approve of that.

    gus after getting down from the chair

    Honestly, nothing strange going on here at all. I don’t even know why dad bothered to take photos. Maybe he’s just bored. Which, if that’s the case, may I suggest curing your boredom dad by maybe… giving me some treats?

    Yeah, that sounds like a plan.

    -Gus

  • Sleeping, Again

    Some of you might remember that I like to sleep. I like to think I’ve perfected my sleeping technique. In fact, I was practicing it today:

    betsy totally flopped out This is sort of my de-facto sleeping position.

    betsy sleeping very peacefully Trust me – it is more comfortable than it looks.

    Speaking of which, dad mentioned to me that I look exactly like a previous photo he took of me in the same position.

    I guess I’m just a perfectionist.

    By the way, the nice thing about this spot is that you can’t see me on the Bunnycam when I sleep here. I mean, after all, who wants to be watched while they sleep?

    -Betsy

  • Trick-or-Treat

    It’s Halloween today, which means it’s trick-or-treat time.

    Unfortunately, we got tricked.

    bunnies in halloween costumes

    Tricked into wearing costumes. WE STRONGLY DISAPPROVE OF THIS.

    gus hates being in a costume

    I maintain that it is NEVER OK to dress a rabbit up in a costume, no matter what.

    trick-or-treat bunnies At least we got some treats out of the deal.

    But mum and dad had better watch out – Betsy says we should go chew something of theirs as retribution for the unforgivable acts of:

    1. Picking us up; and,
    2. Dressing us in costumes

    I think I agree with her. Time to go plot our revenge!

    -Gus

  • A New Challenger Has Appeared

    Lately dad has been lamenting over how much of a mess we make in our area, saying things like we’ve “gotten worse” and “stop making such a huge mess” and of course his exasperated cry of “I just cleaned your area!”

    Whatever, dad. Gus and I have no idea what he’s talking about. Our area is just fine, thank you. And the hay that is scattered all over the floor – well, as we’ve talked about previously, if dad would just give us the good hay to begin with, we wouldn’t have to dig for it and scatter it everywhere. Honestly, can’t he figure this stuff out on his own, or do I have to spell it all out for him?

    Anyway, the other day mum and dad came home with a new box, and then this thing showed up:

    vacmaster shop vacDad said he was tired of constantly picking up after us, and tired of our hay clogging his regular vacuum.

    Now, almost every day, once we’ve left our area and settled into dad’s office for our daily nap, we can hear dad using this thing for a little while out in our area. And then we come out, and all the hay we’ve meticulously scattered everywhere is GONE.

    On top of that, now there’s a new loud thing (which of course scares Gus; but I am made of sterner stuff) and another reason for dad to be invading our space.

    I don’t think I like where this is going.

    -Betsy

  • Another Gus

    So I just found out the other day that there is another bunny blog out there with a bunny who is also named Gus!

    I approve of this.

    -Gus

  • More Bunny Food Porn

    For some reason, dad took pictures of our food again today.

    bunny food porn 2 Oh my.

    bunny food porn 1 I think dad is just trying to tease us. Because that just looks so yummy, and now I’m hungry!

    In fact, I think I’m going to go eat some hay and wait for dinner (even though it’s waaaay too early). Bye!!

    -Betsy