Betsy and I are very different bunnies – but sometimes we think alike. And sometimes, we act alike – very alike!
We were both just flopped out under dad’s chair, and just happened to be flopped in exactly the same way, side-by-side.
Dad apparently thinks this is really neat, because he was making a bunch of silly noises, like “awww” and “ohhh” and of course he had to take a picture (not a very good one if you ask me).
I just don’t get it.
-Gus
As I’ve said before, we bunnies have to sleep a lot – to conserve our energy, of course. It’s a tough job being a bunny, let me tell you – we do need to rest often.
But sometimes when we’re napping, we forget that there are other people around – and that these people have cameras:
I do not approve of this.
-Betsy
Daytime is sleepy time for us bunnies. Gus and I like to spend our day hiding behind dad’s big round chair.
Sometimes though I’ll be nice and sleep such that dad can see me.
As we like to remind dad, we have a very tough life, so we need to rest often.
Speaking of which, I think I need to go take another nap – goodnight!
-Betsy
Dad cleaned our area yesterday, so when Gus and I came out of his office that evening, we found this:
It looks like dad took my suggestion about my old box/house thing seriously, and he got rid of it. He replaced it with something that is way too small (in my opinion) – but that just means I’ll destroy it that much faster.
Of course without a big box around, our area is kind of boring – though there is more space for lounging, flopping, and so on.
So that’s what we did for a bit that evening, while we were waiting for dad to feed us.
p.s. – don’t worry, we are well on our way to making a big mess of our area again… you should see it now! And it’s only been a day!
-Betsy
This morning mum & dad were sleeping, while I wanted to get out of my area and play.
So I hopped on top of my box house and started making as much noise as I could.
Sure enough, it woke up dad and he came out to see what was going on.
“Oh good, now that I have your attention, feed me. Oh, and maybe it’s time for a new cardboard box.”
-Betsy
Betsy and I were enjoying nomming on some tasty hay the other morning, when dad saw us and said he just “had to take a picture.”
Honestly, I don’t know why – we’re just nomming on some yummy grass hay, which we do all the time – but whatever.
At the very least I can pass on some hay-nomming tips.
Here we are, looking at dad (to make sure he isn’t secretly bringing us some treats). Note the hay scattered all over the floor around the bowl – THIS IS CRUCIAL. No, it doesn’t make it taste any better, but it drives humans crazy, so it’s well worth doing.
To get the best bits of hay, it’s important to stick your head right down into the middle of the bowl. If possible, wiggle your head to push your way down through the hay to get the good bits. While you are at it, you can use this opportunity to help scatter some of the less-tasty bits onto the floor. Your humans will love this.
Finally, when you have a nice big mouthful of hay, sit there and eat it while scowling at the people taking pictures of you.
Then, simply repeat until the bowl is empty, then go chew someone’s shoes to let them know that it’s time to give you more hay!
Works every time.
-Gus
Mum and dad are away for a few days again. Which means I’m stuck at home with Gus, but with no dad to watch over us. And no mummy to give us treats the right way (i.e., lots).
This makes me feel a little down.
Still, at least we’ve got our Auntie Leisa to torment watch over us while mum and dad are away.
I guess I’ll manage.
-Betsy
Dad saw us last night in this position, and he went all “awwww” and said we were being snuggle-buns.
But he’s completely wrong. We’re totally not snuggling. Can’t you tell the difference? I’m just… leaning my head on Betsy. Using her as a pillow, you might say. Because I’m too tough a bunny to be seen snuggling!
Yeah, that’s definitely not snuggling dad. Learn to tell the difference, will ya? Geez.
-Gus
Betsy and I get very excited when it’s time to eat – but we both have our own ways of showing that excitement. Betsy will run around in circles, while I… grunt.
Just watch this (short) video and listen carefully:
Mum and dad still get freaked out a little bit whenever I grunt at them. They’re still not quite sure if it’s a normal sound for a bunny to be making, or if it means I’m happy or excited or angry or annoyed or whatever.
Of course I kind of like to keep them confused, so I think I’ll keep grunting from time to time. After all, if mum and dad can make all sorts of noises, why can’t I?
Though interestingly, I’ve never heard Betsy make any sound before – maybe it’s just a guy bunny thing. Do any other bunnies out there grunt?
-Gus
Dad cleaned my litterbox again yesterday, so of course I took advantage of this opportunity to lie quietly in a nice, clean, fresh litter box.
The trick is to get in there before Betsy can use it. She doesn’t understand the joy of taking a quiet nap on fresh litter, so she just makes a mess of it (or digs in the box and scatters it everywhere).
Ahhhh…. yesssss…. time to settle down for a nap. Put that camera away, dad, I’m trying to sleep here.
I love “clean litter box day!”
-Gus