Dad says I look like a little lion (or like the Sphinx) when I sit like this:
I guess I do look rather “regal” when I sit like that, don’t I?
Still, I suppose it’s a better image than “little brown bear,” which is mum and dad’s other cutesy nickname for me.
-Betsy
Today Gus and I trapped dad in his office:
There’s no getting past us, dad! You’re going to stay in here, and you’re going to like it! YOU SHALL NOT PASS!
Bonus: dad’s little floor fan was just outside the door (you can’t see it in the picture), so not only did I get the pleasure of locking dad up in his own office, but the fan was blowing on my head, which is always nice. (It’s not hot here or anything, I just like the breeze sometimes.)
-Betsy
So, dad went away for a week and left us here with mum. I was kinda bummed out… what’s the point of getting up to no good if nobody is around to see you do it? Although, mum does tend to give us more treats than dad… so it wasn’t all bad.
So now he’s back… but I have to play it cool. Can’t let him know I actually missed him!
Of course now that dad’s back, I’m sure he’ll help me take some more photos for our blog here. Sad to say, but I just can’t wrap my paws around a camera. When will someone make a rabbit-sized camera, huh???
-Gus
Um, dad, we need some more hay.
What’s that? No, I don’t see any hay left. Nope. None at all. There’s none in this picture – the bowl is completely empty.
-Betsy
This warm weather just makes me sleepy.
Or maybe it’s the cool, air-conditioned inside of the house that makes me sleepy?
Or maybe it’s just my extraordinarily busy lifestyle?
Anyway, it’s nap-time.
ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz……………..
-Betsy
I’ve found the best hiding spot EVER.
Pretty sweet, eh? I know, I totally blend right into the background.
Just don’t tell dad where I am.
-Gus
Sometimes I like to just sit and look around at my domain. Because we all know that everything I can see (and chin) belongs to me.
Hmmm what is that beeping sound I can hear?
Oh. It’s just you dad. Taking pictures again, huh? *sigh* I will never understand your obsession with that sort of stuff. You should just go munch some hay or something – do something productive with your time, like me.
Oh, that reminds me – it’s time for my second mid-morning nap. Bye for now!
-Gus
Since this is MY home, it’s only natural that I can lounge around wherever I want.
Like, say, just outside dad’s office door.
Perfectly natural, right?
Well, apparently dad just doesn’t understand. He was totally confused as to why I was laying there. He just doesn’t get it.
I don’t think he ever will!
-Gus
I was doing some exploring this morning when dad came out. So, like any sensible bunny, I froze, hoping he wouldn’t see me.
Obviously, my fur is perfect camouflage for my environment. I totally just blend in, right?
Is he gone yet?
Darn! He’s still there! I guess I better get out of here before I get into trouble…
Um… dad… why are you following me? I don’t like that.
I’m… just going to wait over here, a safe distance away from you, until you go away and I can get back to mischief… errr… I mean, get back to… um… being a perfectly good little bunny girl?
-Betsy
Mum says I gave her atrial flutter with this look.
I cannot be held responsible for whatever happens to you as a result of looking at this picture.
-Gus