Dad went looking for us the other day. Eventually he found us.
I guess being a white rabbit didn’t help. Betsy, on the other hand, is almost invisible!
Oops, BUSTED! Mum says we’re not supposed to climb in her good furniture!
But you have disturbed the Bunny of Doom, dad – and now you will pay… with treats, right? Right? No?
Oh bother.
-Gus
I have some very important advice to pass on to all you humans out there – something my dad learned the hard way last night:
Don’t get into a staring contest with a rabbit. We always win.
-Gus
We found a new bunny blog today called Carlton Jamal, the life of an Ethnic Bunny.
It’s so nice to find other bunnies on the “intarweb.” Go check it out! There are lots of videos there – and who doesn’t love videos of rabbits?
-Gus
Actually, we won it twice – both Furrybutts and Freckles & Deb gave us the award.
The “rules” say we’re supposed to pass on the award, but we really can’t think of anyone who hasn’t already gotten this award! Betsy wanted to give it to Lola (already got the award from someone else) and I wanted to give it to Sammy (again, already got the award). Oh well!
Binkies to everyone who got an award!
-Gus
Dad took this photo of me the other day when I was laying in the middle of the living room floor:
Is this what some people call “the bunny Q?”
Anyway, I was just relaxing – I didn’t realize I was so streamlined.
-Betsy
Why are you looking at me like that, dad? This is a perfectly normal and healthy place for a bunny to be!
-Gus
The other day, Gus and I got up on the couch. Dad found us a few minutes later. He wasn’t very happy.
I don’t know why… but… the remote buttons look soooooo tasty!
I just couldn’t help myself! They’re chewy – like “rabbit bubblegum!”
Dad was not happy. Nor was mummy – who said now she’ll never be able to figure out how to use the remote.
Umm… sorry?
-Betsy
It’s nap time for me.
ZZZZZzzzzzzzz………
-Betsy
Ha-ha, dad! Your DVD collection is never safe from me!
-Gus
Dad grabbed both Betsy and me last night and gave us a big long brush.
All of that fur came off of Betsy? Don’t brush me dad, there’ll be nothing left of me!!
Dad used both the regular brush (you can see it behind my ears) and the Furminator.
That is a LOT of fur! (The ear drops are for Betsy – she hates them, but the vet said she needed them cuz she’s got just a little bit of stuff in her ears – not much, but a little – better safe than sorry and all that).
On a good note, dad did give me a treat when he brought me back inside. He’s been doing that every time he picks me up. I guess… I guess it’s not so bad. But I won’t tell dad that!
-Gus