The Life and Times of Bunnies

  • Oh My

    Dad made a lot of noise yesterday evening… I heard tearing noises and all sorts of weird noises. So naturally, once the noise stopped, I came out to take a look and – Oh my… what is THIS???

    new bunny castle

    That’s… really big… and… what are those holes?

    new bunny castle (ground level)

    Doors, maybe? Oh my, I’m going to have to get Betsy to come out and help me sniff this new thing thouroughly. Then we’ll have to chew it to make sure it’s OK.

    Oh, are those new toys on the ground, too?

    Dad, what have you done!

    I will let you all know more once Betsy and I are done… investigating.

    -Gus

  • Big, Sharp, Pointy Teeth

    I was hard at work this morning. Dad said that maybe I have “anger issues.”

    I don’t know what he’s talking about. It’s just normal bunny behavior!

    Dad always used to joke about me and my “big, sharp, pointy teeth.” I guess I showed him! Or… maybe I showed him too much?

    It’s OK dad, I won’t bite you… as long as you give me a treat!

    -Gus

  • OK, dad, you can pet me

    I don’t allow it often… but I guess it’s OK just this once.

    Mmmm… that’s nice… hey, wait, why’d you stop??

    Errr, I mean… don’t ever touch me again!

    -Gus

  • Dad’s Litter Box

    Mum and dad have their own litter box, of course – but it’s not really a box like ours, it’s a whole other room. Strangely, it has that slippery tile floor – I don’t know how they stand it.

    Sometimes when dad goes into his litter box, I like to sit outside and wait for him. Sometimes I’ll even poke my head in just to make sure he’s OK.

    I’m so thoughtful.

    -Gus

  • Breakout

    Last night, Betsy and I finally broke out of the bunny prison dad’s been putting us into every night for… well a really long time now. Betsy found the weak point – the little twist-tie dad used to secure the jail walls wasn’t twisted on very tight last night… and once we got that off, it was easy to nudge the doors open (we’re very strong).

    While it was nice to be out, unfortunately Betsy couldn’t resist the temptation to go into the bedroom. I think dad has a 6th sense for when there are bunnies in his bedroom, because he woke right up – and so did mum. So we were busted.

    Bummer.

    So we were chased back into our enclosure and locked up tighter.

    Ah well, at least we got to run around for a little while… still, I wish we weren’t locked up every night, but dad says he can’t trust us not to destroy things at night. At least he wasn’t mad at us for breaking out – just surprised.

    Next time we’ll have to remember to avoid the bedroom… then the rest of the house will be ours!

    -Gus

  • I Like My Litter Box

    gus really likes his litter box

    What can I say? Sometimes I just really like to lie down in the litter box.

    As you might have guessed, dad cleaned it today, so it was nice clean fresh litter. Mmmm.

    smooshed betsy

    Betsy just prefers to lay on the rug. Dad says Betsy looks “smooshed.” Didn’t I mention before that we buns are very flexible?

    -Gus

  • Yin-Yang Buns?

    yin-yang bunnies?

    Dad said we looked like “yin-yang” bunnies. I don’t know what he’s talking about, we’re just laying nose-to-bum. In the middle of the livingroom.

    No, dad, we’re not weird… we have a perfectly good reason for laying in the middle of the livingroom… ummm… and… I’ll think of it later!

    -Betsy

  • Stupid Dewclaw

    I snapped my dewclaw off. Again. Remind me again why we have these things?

    My paw is a bit sore now, too, which sucks. And to make things worse, even though I tried really, really hard to hide it, dad noticed… and picked me up… and looked at my paw. He said he wanted to make sure I was OK, but he just wanted to pick me up, I’m sure. I didn’t like it it! I never like it!

    As for my paw, I’m fine – it’s just a little sore, that’s all.

    Do any other bunnies have problems with dewclaws? Betsy says hers have never bothered her, but I don’t know if it’s just me or what…

    -Gus

  • A Face Full of Betsy

    Sometimes Betsy and I fight over who looks the most relaxed.

    This morning, Betsy looked very relaxed in the middle of the bedroom. So I sniffed at her bum and she got up and moved, and I took her place.

    But she got back at me… by sitting on my face!

    nosefull of betsy

    Well, sort of, anyway.

    moving away

    It’s not so bad, I guess. I can make the best of this.

    legs out

    Yeah… that’s it. The trick is not to get mad, but to make the best of the situation. After all, Betsy’s very furry and her hindquarters make a nice pillow!

    -Gus

  • Awww, Thanks!

    Thanks everyone for your tips and best wishes… I am doing fine. As I tried to tell dad, I just wasn’t hungry that one night. I’ve been enjoying the crackers and dandilion greens that dad’s put out for us every day since then.

    I think mum & dad just over-react sometimes. Silly humans.

    -Betsy