• Dad’s Gone Bonkers

    I think dad’s gone completely bonkers. Today he came over and gave Betsy and I a treat (a single dried cranberry each) for making a huge mess!

    We were chewing up this paper that mom had left in our corner of the house, and dad came over, gave us the cranberry, and told us we were being very good. Didn’t he see how we’d shredded the paper and spread it all over the place?

    I think he’s lost his mind… but as long as he keeps giving me treats, I guess I don’t mind (although it does take some of the fun out of things).

    -Gus

  • I have a “thing” for shoes

    I guess I’m just like my mummy – I have a “thing” for shoes.

    -Betsy

  • Ugh – A Yucky Day

    Yesterday I didn’t feel too good. I wasn’t really that hungry and… err… well I didn’t like it when mom and dad said I had “poopy butt.” Mom said I’d had too much apple or crackers the past few days – so no more of that for me, and dad said I have to eat more hay.

    And to make it worse, they picked me up and cleaned my bottom!

    Though… I guess I do feel better now, and it is nice to have less to clean up. I guess they did pretty good (this time).

    -Gus

  • Late Breakfast

    Dad and mom were both late in getting up and feeding us this morning.

    So to keep myself amused while I waited an eternity for my breakfast, I decided to dig in my litter box. I always have the feeling that if I just keep digging a little further, I’ll find a prize – like a big box of crackers or something.

    When dad finally got up though, he was not impressed with my digging. Typical.

    -Betsy

  • Dad thinks he’s funny

    Dad thinks this sort of thing is funny.

    Dad, you take us to work every day. We invade your office on a regular basis.

    Geez.

    -Gus

  • Plants?

    Mom and Dad have been thinking about planting some stuff out on the porch, and they asked me if I’d like them to grow anything special. Aside from stuff like lettuce, parsley, and kale, of course, since they get that at the store.

    I wasn’t sure what to say… I’d like to have fresh stuff. Mom says she’d love it if there were flowers we could eat – as they would both make the porch pretty, and make us buns happy! But being a 100% indoor rabbit, I have no idea.

    Do any of my fellow buns out there know of safe stuff my mom and dad can grow? Aside from veggies?

    -Gus

  • Why I’ve Avoided Bunspace

    I’ve noticed a lot of buzz about this new thing called “Bunspace.” Betsy and I tried the whole “social networking” thing a while back with Petster, but it really didn’t pan out – it was too hard for us to use. (Computers were not designed for rabbits, you know!) But the real reason I’ve been afraid to sign up for these things is because of stalkers – and I’m not talking about the creepy, always-at-the-same-store-as-you kind of stalker, I’m talking about the wants-to-eat-you kind.

    Hey, I AM a rabbit, after all!

    But maybe I’ll give it another try – if dad can help me with some of the typing, of course!

    -Gus

  • Someone’s Getting Pushy

    Betsy had the audacity to nudge me out of the way this morning while I was eating some hay.

    So I turned around and nudged her right back!

    Honestly, Betsy, what’s going on with you? First you try to frame me for your rampage, now you’re nudging me out of the way? Have I gone soft or something…?

    -Gus

  • Tired

    Whew! All this digging, chewing, and destruction is making me tired. I think I’ll lay down for a nap.

    dead bunny betsy

    dead bunny betsy closeup

    ZZZZzzzzz….

    -Betsy

  • Destruction of Betsy

    Betsy went on a rampage this morning.

    the destruction

    Listen, dad, even though I’m sitting here in the middle of it, I swear to you – it wasn’t me, it was Betsy! Just look at her!

    betsy acts nonchalant

    Darn you, Betsy – you’re trying to frame me!

    -Gus