I didn’t see mummy around this morning, so when dad went towards the bedroom, I chased after him… but he only went into the bathroom. I think I scared him!
Oh that’s right, mom’s on a vacation for a bit. Gus is better at remembering things than I am. I forgot.
Come home soon, mummy!
-Betsy
Dad pulled these pictures out the other day (and they’re actual “photos” on paper & everything!) and he got all sad. I guess this was one of his first pets from long, long ago. Dad said his name was “Mario” – and that he was named after the race-car driver, not the video game character.
I guess they call them a “guinea pig?”
Nice house!
Hey, I do the same thing!
Looks comfy to me!
I just noticed – dad keeps a picture of this guinea pig on his desk. I guess he really loved him.
Aww, don’t be sad, dad, I’m sure he’s in a happy place with lots of yummy greens.
Kind of a sad thing to remember, but still – there were all those good times, right? And now you’ve got me & Betsy!
Ah, that’s better – dad’s smiling now.
Now, feed me.
-Gus
I’ve been very busy lately, what with keeping an eye on the bedroom door and the whole couch thing, so I’ve been eating my hay through the window in my cardboard fort/house.
Dad saw me doing this and asked why I was eating that way. I told him “duh, dad, this is the rabbit version of drive-through.”
I don’t know why he found that so funny, but whatever.
-Gus
I like the springy door stoppers that dad has in his office.
I especially like to get behind an open door and push it closed a little bit, then chew on the door stopper’s rubber end. It makes a fun “sproing” sound when I let go.
Dad says I’m weird, but I don’t think so.
-Betsy
It’s been a scary few days.
The first night after we (allegedly) peed on the couch, some new stuff showed up on the couch. When Betsy and I went to hop up there, it stuck to our feet! Oh it was terrible, it just wouldn’t come off, even if you licked it! And what’s worse is that it made a loud rustling noise as you moved (because it was stuck to your foot). It must’ve been loud, because it woke mom and dad up, and they came out and grabbed us and took it off our feet – which hurt a little, because it pulled on our fur.
I tell you what, I don’t want a repeat of that, so I think I’m going to steer clear of the couch for a while.
The next day, this big scary man came with these big scary smelly tubes and it sounded sort of like the vacuum, but it wasn’t. And he was doing something to the couch, and it smelled different – I just stayed hidden in my corner. Eventually the scary stuff went away, though.
Then, that night, everything went dark all of a sudden, but mom and dad were still home – and it was too early for them to go to sleep like they usually do (we hadn’t even had dinner yet!). Dad said something about the “power” being out because of the wind. Betsy and I didn’t like it, though, so we huddled together (of course I was just doing it to keep Betsy company) in dad’s office. At first, the lights kept flashing on and off and there was this loud beep every time (dad apologized and said it was the “smoke alarm” or something). But eventually the lights just went out for good and it was very dark, except for these light sticks mom and dad kept carrying around and shining everywhere. Eventually, though, dad and mom stopped moving around with their light sticks and settled down, and then it wasn’t so bad. We even had a nice dinner (mmm… fresh lettuce). Then, later on, the lights came back on all of a sudden – and stayed on! So everything was back to normal.
On a good note, Betsy and I did manage to sneak into the bedroom this morning! But the closet was closed, so we couldn’t go play in mom’s shoe forest… but it was still nice, until mom chased us out!
I don’t know if all this scary stuff happened just because of what we (allegedly) did on the couch, but I’m not keen to repeat the experience, so I think Betsy and I will be staying on the floor from now on, thank you very much!
-Gus
I’m not admitting anything here, but last night we may or may not have gotten onto the couch, and… may or may not have peed on it. I’m not saying we did. And I’m not saying we didn’t.
But just in case we did, Betsy hid in the dining room this morning when mom came out, and I acted very affectionate towards dad in hopes of distracting them.
It didn’t work.
This may or may not turn out well.
-Gus
Dad told me this morning that he found out that there is a game now where you take care of a rabbit – and that is the game! He said it’s called “Petz Bunnyz,” for something he called “Nintendo DS.” Oh, I see, it’s sort of a game thing that you can hold in your hands (boy, must be nice to have opposable thumbs…)
I’m not sure how I feel about this. At first, I thought it was good – people can play with bunnies in a game instead of buying them from pet stores and leaving them alone all day to be sad. But, then I thought about it some more, and what if playing this game, they want to get a real rabbit? It might encourage more people to get rabbits who maybe shouldn’t.
Still, I suppose it depends on how realistic the game is. Dad said it doesn’t look nearly as good as a real rabbit, and after all, rabbits are complex animals, I’m sure no game could ever capture our true “spirit.” So maybe this will convince people not to get rabbits if they are not ready for the commitment. That would be best, I think.
-Gus
I guess it’s “Monday,” and I’ve read about this thing called “Monday Bunday.” So here’s my attempt at it.
I don’t know why I’ve suddenly been so interested in sunbeams. I just like them, okay dad?
Dad, what ARE you doing?
*sigh*
-Gus
Well, there it is. The other day, the “bunny temple” moved over here, and Gus’s second-favorite chair was taken away (mom said it didn’t match the room). Since then, we’ve investigated the temple a bit more, and I have to say… I approve. It’s a nice place to hide, and the wicker is quite tasty. Though I do wish it had a back door for easy escapes… maybe I can get Gus to help me make one!
-Betsy
Saturday is the day that mom goes shopping for the week, and this Saturday I documented the process that mom and dad go through to prepare our meals for the week.
This is the food that mom brings home from the store (what did she call it… oh yeah, “whole foods”).
Parsley is the first thing that mom and dad take care of, because it’s pretty easy. Mmmm, makes me hungry just looking at it!
Of course, Betsy and I demand that our food is washed – after all, greens can be dirty, and we are clean bunnies. So dad chops up everything (here he’s cutting the kale – our favorite!) and washes it in the sink.
Mom tries to keep things exciting, so they often add other greens besides just lettuce and kale. This week it smells like arugala!
We eat a lot, so the sink really starts to fill up!
Oh man my mouth is watering…
Here dad is adding some romaine lettuce. We don’t like that as much as the kale, but dad gets mad at us if we don’t eat all our vegetables – he says “no treats until you eat all your lettuce!” He can be stubborn at times!
Here dad’s swishing the greens around to wash them.
That’s quite a full sink!
Dad complained that the water was quite cold. Well, duh, dad, it’s winter!
Here dad and mum get all the hardware ready to “process the bunny food,” as they say.
We prefer our greens dry, so dad has to spin them dry with the salad spinner. It makes a lot of noise when he uses it, but I always know that dinner is coming soon when I hear it!
Mom says it’s important to use plenty of paper towels (recycled, no bleach, of course) in the containers so the food stays dry in the fridge. Otherwise, it can get soggy after a few days – and no bunny likes soggy lettuce!
Dad begins draining the greens.
Work faster, dad! I’m hungry!
This is the noisy part.
Make sure they are all drained, dad!
Mom bought these containers because they fit well in the fridge. Also, they have nice lids that can be sealed tight to keep our food fresh all week long.
Dad has to repeat these steps quite a few times for all those greens.
Mmmm… dinner is served! Well, sort of. Dinner (and breakfast) for the week is ready, anyway!
Does this qualify as “bunny pr0n?” I don’t know… but it definitely gets me excited!
This is how it looks from my point of view – just before I eat it! *chomp chomp chomp*
-Gus