I’m very mad at dad and mum today. They were SO late with breakfast. I got fed up waiting for them and (with Betsy’s help) tossed our bunny forts all around our area, and chewed up a cardboard box in dad’s office, leaving bits of cardboard scattered all over the place.
There is no excuse for not feeding me (I mean, us) on time!
-Gus
My dad often writes down a list of things he wants to get done in the day. He suggested to me that I try it, too. So here goes:
I think that pretty much covers my day.
-Gus
Dad left a bunch of brown paper on the floor yesterday. I think it came from some box that the mail man brought him. I dunno. But it was SO MUCH FUN to shred that paper. It was just so much fun to grab it and rip big pieces right off – such a satisfying riiiiiiiiiiiiiip sound!
Thanks, dad!
-Betsy
Nothing special. I’m just being myself.
I was just curious as to what was up there.
Y’know, sometimes you’re just so tired that you don’t notice.
-Gus
I pointed dad to some comments made by Fiona bun, which led me to Diva Kitty and The Fluffies – another great rabbit (and cat) website! It seems like there are all these great rabbit websites out there – they’re just a little hard to find sometimes, unless you stumble upon them.
I especially liked the Meezer Bun Rules and the Terms & Glossary.
I was impressed that two bunnies could get along with a cat like that. My grandma’s cat just ignores us – he’s a big wuss!
-Gus
Dad took this picture last night. Gus was scared because dad was eating something that had bacon in it – and he hates the smell of bacon. It didn’t bother me, so I let him stay close. Still, it was kind of cramped in there… but oh well.
-Betsy
My dad took this video the other day – a typical dinner time with Betsy and me.
-Gus
Notice how he picks the best parts and then leaves the stems for me. Thanks, Gus.
-Betsy
Dad came into his office (also known as “our play area”) today with that loud, scary vacuum thing. I don’t like it because it’s very loud (Gus says it makes him feel all tense and scared, what a wuss), and when dad came very close to me, I showed him how much I didn’t like it by nudging it with my nose. That’ll show him!
Of course, then I ran away into the living room (as Gus had done much earlier – leaving me behind!). That thing is loud!
-Betsy
Our usual dinner menu is:
Dad sometimes says we’re “spoiled,” but I have no idea what he’s talking about.
-Gus