The Life and Times of Bunnies

  • Best Present EVER

    Yesterday, dad gave me the BEST BUNNY PRESENT EVER:

    betsy in her box of newspaper

    That’s right – a box full of newspaper. He said I can dig and play in it as much as I like. IT’S AWESOME!

    I just love pushing my nose through the paper and digging in it, and ripping the paper, and worming my way around – there’s just so much to do, it’s endless fun!

    Oh, right, dad also got us a new bunny condo (a Mini Haven) too… but the box it came in had all this newspaper, and I think it’s more fun than the condo! (Gus doesn’t agree with me, but he doesn’t know what he’s missing.)

    Anyway, I need to get back to my box and dig some more – the paper is just begging to be re-arranged!

    -Betsy

    Betsy's New Portrait

  • I Guess I Need To Work On My Tan

    My belly is a bit white. Now that the weather’s turning nicer, maybe I need to lay in the sun and work on my tan?

    betsy doing the dead bunny flop

    (You can also see how Gus and I have marked this spot in dad’s office as “our own” by covering it with our fur. For some reason, dad doesn’t seem to appreciate this.)

    -Betsy

    Betsy's New Portrait

  • Betsy and her Tube

    I’m not a big fan of the tube, but Betsy really likes it – she likes to run through it, and also to toss it around our area at night.

    Sometimes, though, I don’t understand what she’s doing with it.

    betsy likes her tube the way it is, thank you

    Dad tried helping me out by moving the tube, but Betsy just tossed it back.

    I guess she just… liked it there?

    -Gus

    Gus's Newer Portrait

  • Up To No Good

    Dad came out from his office yesterday and found me acting as the “lookout” for Betsy.

    gus is the lookout

    Unfortunately, Betsy got caught anyway.

    naughty betsy

    I, of course, knew better than to get back there, so dad didn’t say anything to me. (I am pure and innocent as snow, of course.)

    Betsy got a talking to and then was shooed out of there, and then dad moved the stuff around to make it not be fun anymore. Oh well.

    -Gus

    Gus's Newer Portrait

  • My Stupid Dewclaw (and my Stupid Dad)

    This morning dad came in and picked me up. He said he was worried about me, and wondered why I was hiding in his office so early in the morning.

    Now he knows better than to doubt me.

    I squirmed when he picked me up, and when I landed on the ground, my stupid dewclaw on my left paw broke… again. It seems like it’s always catching on something and breaking.

    Of course, a broken dewclaw bleeds a bit, and when dad saw the blood, he sort of freaked out. And then he picked me up again.

    He just doesn’t get it, does he?

    So I had to sit still for a while on the kitchen counter while he held a paper towel around my paw to stop the bleeding. (I think it would’ve been fine if he’d just left me alone, I could’ve licked it to stop the bleeding y’know.)

    Finally dad put me down and then went to clean himself up, leaving me to lick my paw properly. (It doesn’t even hurt anymore, honestly.)

    When dad came back out with breakfast, my paw was just fine, and Betsy and I dug into breakfast. But I’m going to keep a wide berth from dad for the next day or so – just in case he feels the need to “check up” on my paw!

    -Gus

    Gus's Newer Portrait

  • Just Trying to Eat Some Hay

    Betsy’s bun-shui sometimes has negative consequences – like leaving no room for me to sit and eat my hay. So, instead, I have to sit in the bowl.

    gus in the hay bowl, betsy in the box

    Hmmm, what’s that, dad? I shouldn’t be sitting in my hay bowl? I know, but it’s all Betsy’s fault!

    betsy looks out of the box while gus eats hay

    What’s that? Betsy’s right there?

    betsy thinks about climbing out

    *om nom nom nom* I’m too busy eating to worry about that now, dad.

    -Gus

    Gus's Newer Portrait

  • No Respect

    Sometimes, I’m just trying to lie down and take a nap, and this is what happens:

    betsy sits on gus's face

    betsy gets off gus's face

    No respect, I tell you.

    -Gus

    Gus's Newer Portrait

  • The Snuggle Box

    I swear, we’re not snuggling – I’m just trying to lie in the box, and Betsy was in my way!

    the snuggle box

    Oh, OK – so maybe we were snuggling. What of it?

    -Gus

    Gus's Newer Portrait

  • Surveying My Domain

    Because as we all know, everything I see belongs to ME.

    gus explores the top of his castle

    Betsy helped move the castle to that position – she’s a bun-shui master.

    gus looks at dad funny

    Dad, what are you doing??

    Honestly.

    -Gus

    Gus's Newer Portrait

  • Dad Ruins Carrots, Again

    Honestly I don’t know why he does this – it just ruins the flavor, if you ask me.

    captain rupert's carrot cake cupcakes

    Although I do approve of the paper cups he used – they have rabbits on them.

    captain rupert's carrot cake (cupcake) - with bunny paper

    Still, they were Made from Captain Ruperts’ favorite carrot cake recipe, so maybe it’s not that bad.

    -Gus

    Gus's Newer Portrait