The Life and Times of Bunnies

  • A Busy Weekend

    So, on Saturday my parents told me they’d be gone for the night to someplace called “New Jersey.” Well, lo and behold, no one was here to give me my treats Sunday morning. So in retaliation I ripped up one part of the new “bunny fort” that they’d set up for us. I also tipped over a bowl of pellets, and asked Betsy to really get into destroying that phone book they left out for us.

    Sunday afternoon my dad came home and saw the destruction, but he wasn’t mad. Though he did notice that my fur is a bit ruffled from all that work – and I think it’s shedding season (again). So that night he grabbed me (!!!) and took me out on the porch. I was a bit upset at being picked up, but when he started to groom me with his hands, brushing off all the extra fur, I sort of relaxed. It was actually quite enjoyable – like a bunny massage! So, for my part, I forgave him for missing my treats that one morning. Just don’t let it happen again, dad!

    -Gus

    Gus’s Portrait

  • Riiiiiiiiiiip!

    My dad took this video of me tonight. I just love the sound of paper (or cardboard) ripping!

    -Betsy
    Betsy’s Portrait

  • Waking up Dad

    Lately, my dad has been sleeping in a bit late in the morning – especially on the weekends. So to help remind him that he needs to give me my treats, I’ve started jumping up on the bed to wake him up. It seems to work; he usually gets right up after I get on the bed, and gives me a few pats before I jump down and wait for him to feed me.

    I’ve got him so well trained.

    -Gus

    Gus’s Portrait

  • Morning Treats

    My dad made this video of us having our morning treats. Betsy was shy of the camera, though.

    -Gus
    Gus’s Portrait

  • Litterbox Preferences

    This week, my dad filled my litter box with too much litter (he uses Care-Fresh, I think). I don’t like it when there’s too much litter in there; it feels weird when you sit on it. And it just begs to be dug in.

    So, I did dig in it. It was great fun. I got some good distance on the bits of litter as well!

    My dad didn’t appreciate my skill, however, and he kept sweeping up the litter and putting it back in the box. So I dug it out again. And again. He didn’t seem to be getting the hint until the other day, when he finally emptied a bit of the litter out, leaving just the right amount in the box. So now I’m happy.

    Also, he’s put out some really nice hay right next to the litter box, which I like. Nothing like munching on some oat hay while sitting in the comfort & safety of your litter box!

    Well, it’s getting late (in the morning), so I’m going back under the bed!

    -Betsy

    Betsy’s Portrait

  • Rabbit Photos Only

    Looks like my dad finally figured out how to make only his photos of us bunnies appear in my sidebar. Well done, dad! I was getting tired of seeing all those pictures of cars, trees, and stuff.

    -Gus

    Gus’s Portrait

  • I Hate the Smell of Bacon

    My dad cooked some of that awful bacon stuff that he eats sometimes. Ugh! The smell just makes my fur stand on end! So I ran off into the bedroom and hid under the bed.

    Shortly after, Betsy followed me. She’s always following me around.

    Which reminds me, I was very upset at her last night. I wanted her to groom my head, but instead she humped me! I was very upset, so I grunted at her and chased her into the cottontail cottage.

    All in all, not a great night.

    -Gus

    Gus’s Portrait

  • Some Photo Thing

    My dad was at the computer for quite a while tonight, muttering something about “widget-compatible themes.” I didn’t understand what he was grumbling about, but when I checked later on, I saw that there are now photos of myself and Betsy in the sidebar of this site!

    I’m quite excited – maybe I’ll become the next Inter-web star. I know I could beat the pants off of the Cadbury Bunny!

    -Gus

    Gus’s Portrait

  • Photos

    My dad has apparently gotten tired of managing the photos of us on his website manually, so he signed up for something called “Flickr.” He says it lets him put photos of us up easily. We’ll see.

    Here’s the album or whatever it’s called. I imagine he’ll have some of his own photos in there, besides just us rabbits, but we’ll see how things go.

    -Gus

    Gus’s Portrait

  • Playing

    Last night I was sitting out in the living room, and my daddy was sitting on the floor by the couch. I was watching him closely, in case he tried to pick me up. But instead, he took the little jingle-toy from the floor and rolled it in front of me. I had just put it aside, so I picked it up with my mouth and tossed it off to the side.

    Then, he did it again. So, I tossed it aside again. And he did it again! So, I tossed it again.

    Gus later told me that this is a fun game, and I guess… maybe… it was sort of fun to throw that jingle-thing. I do like the sound it makes when you throw it. Although to me, the most wonderful sound is the “rrrrrip” of cardboard when you tear a big piece off.

    Still, I guess it was a good night, since my dad didn’t try to pet me or pick me up.

    -Betsy

    Betsy’s Portrait