The Life and Times of Bunnies

  • Organic Paper Shredding

    The other day dad caught me pulling down paper from one of his lower-to-the-ground side tables in his office. But instead of getting mad at me, he just took the paper away and gave me different paper to rip up. Thanks, dad!

    bunnies - the organic paper shredders

    Ripping up paper is such fun. (Gus helped, too.)

    When dad came back and saw the work we’d done, he called us his little “organic paper shredders.” He even said maybe we could make a living out of selling our services as “organic” paper shredders.

    Uh, no thanks dad – you’re the one who has to “work.” We don’t call you “bunny slave” for no reason, y’know. But nice try there, trying to make us earn our keep!

    We don’t mind helping you out from time to time with your shredding needs, but this isn’t our day job!

    my little organic paper shredders

    I don’t think dad’s idea would have worked, anyway. We may be “organic” but we’re not terribly fast. I guess that’s what happens when you enjoy what you are doing too much – you don’t rush it! And ripping paper… mmmm… so much fun!

    Speaking of which… dad I think it’s time to give me some more paper to rip up!!

    -Betsy

    Betsy's New Portrait

  • Eating

    Dad says I eat my carrots “weird.”

    gus and carrot

    He says I should hold them in front of me, and that eating them when they are on my side like this “must be awkward.”

    gus and carrot 2

    Somehow, I think no matter how I eat my carrot I’d still end up with a bright orange paw.

    gus and carrot 3

    But honestly, who has time for thinking about how to hold your food when there’s a carrot to be eaten?? *OM NOM NOM NOM*

    I do love my carrots!

    -Gus

    Gus's Newer Portrait

  • My Work Here is Done

    gus and his destruction

    Another mess created, another human annoyed, another bunny satisfied – my work here is done.

    -Gus

    Gus's Newer Portrait

  • Look What I Have to put up With

    The other night, I was just trying to relax, but Betsy was flipping the little hay basket thing around… and this is what happened:

    gus with hay basket on his back

    Actually, when it first landed it was pretty much on the middle of my bum – in the time it took dad to run and get the camera, it slid off a little bit.

    Dad saw this all of course, and being the sensitive person he is, he laughed at me. I did not approve of this.

    angle shot showing hay basket on gus

    Betsy denied any wrongdoing… but honestly I was too tired to move because of it. So I just sat there. Eventually it slid off my backside and fell on the floor.

    But dad sure did think it was funny.

    -Gus

    Gus's Newer Portrait

  • The Stages of Disapproval

    First stage – disapproval from a distance:

    gus is sooky

    Second stage – indifference:

    gus sooky

    Third stage – annoyance:

    gus is not amused

    Fourth and final stage – absolute disdain:

    sooky gus

    Warning: exposure to high intensity rabbit disapproval may be hazardous to your health, and may cause small electronic devices to spontaneously explode.

    -Gus

    Gus's Newer Portrait

  • Digging in the Tubes

    Dad says there’s been some problems with his website recently (like yesterday) but that he’s working on it. Something about a bad plugin in WordPress filling up his disk quota with errors or something.

    Whatever, dad. Isn’t it time for you to feed me, anyway?

    -Gus
    Gus's Newer Portrait

  • A Story from my Youth

    The other day dad reminded me of a story from when I was a young, little bunny.

    When I first came to live with mum & dad, they tried very hard to make sure I was OK with all the strange noises that were around where they lived.

    One night, there was a thunderstorm – it was the first thunderstorm since I’d come to live with mum & dad. Dad wasn’t sure I’d know what lightning and thunder was, and thought it might scare me (it did end up getting quite close, so it was really loud). So dad stayed up with me that night, talking to me until the thunderstorm was gone.

    Of course, he didn’t have to do this – I’m a smart bunny and I know that you’re safe when you’re in a house. I was totally relaxed the entire time.

    gussy-on-the-couch

    Of course it was nice of dad to stay up. But now he knows that thunder and lightning really doesn’t bother me – or Betsy, for that matter. Though dad still does stay up late with us sometimes – he’s just weird like that. (He can stay up as late as he likes – as long as he’s up on time for treats in the morning!!!)

    -Gus

    Gus's Newer Portrait

  • A Message From Dad

    Dad says that someone’s told him that they’re having trouble when leaving our website. Being a particularly weird sort of human, he takes those sorts of problems seriously.

    If it was me, I’d say just nibble the cords on your computer until the problem goes away. I hear Betsy is available for this sort of work, if you need help.

    You may also want to try having a rabbit sit near your computer and disapprove of it. I’m sure the concentrated disapproval will scare your computer into behaving correctly.

    Dad says if you have problems with our website you can get in touch with him here.

    OK dad, now I did your silly announcement – now give me a treat!!

    -Gus
    Gus's Newer Portrait

  • I Love My Mummy!!!

    Last night, my mummy came home with DANDELION GREENS!!! MY FAVORITE!!!

    Dad said he’s tried to find them for us, but that they’ve been hard to find lately – whatever, dad. Mum found them. That makes mum 100x better than you.

    I love dandelion greens… YUM!

    -Betsy
    Betsy's New Portrait

  • Snuggles

    Gus is such a softie – he’s always trying to snuggle up to me.

    snuggle bunnies

    But… maybe he just wants to increase his chances of getting groomed?

    snuggle bunnies 2

    Maybe… ahh who knows. I just want to make sure dad gets my good side!

    -Betsy

    Betsy's New Portrait