Dad’s a big dope. He forgot to turn on the bunnycam today. Not that I would notice, since lately I’ve been spending my days out in our area, instead of in dad’s office (I need a break from Gus constantly trying to get me to groom him). But Gus told me about it. So, if you were looking forward to watching the bunnycam and watching Gus sleep all day long, blame dad. It’s all his fault.
Then, at the end of the day, he came out and cleaned my area – and I was not happy! I worked really hard to mess it up just the way I like it! How dare he clean it all up!
Just to show dad how mad I was, I didn’t even leave the area as he cleaned. I stayed there – even when he ran the loud vacuum cleaner. I think he knows I wasn’t happy, because he finished quickly and put out a big bowl of nice, fresh hay. (I waited until he wasn’t looking to come over and eat it, of course – can’t have him thinking that I appreciate what he did!)
Then dad came out and took some pictures – but he took them from the same spot he normally sits to give us treats. So, naturally, I came up for a look.
Do you have any treats, dad?
Please tell me you’ve got some treats there.
But dad tricked me. He had no treats – just his silly beeping camera.
I am not amused, dad.
I was not happy. Not happy at all.
Tricking me like that is not very nice.
How could you trick me like that?
I told dad I was not happy with him. Then I decided the best way to teach him a lesson was to ignore him.
Ignore him and spend some time grooming myself, of course.
But then dad fired that silly flash thing on his camera. I don’t appreciate the flash in my eyes, dad!!
Gus doesn’t like the flash either, dad. Why don’t you turn it off?
That’s better. Now stay there while I ignore you.
Then, to finish things off, I flopped down and gave him my most intense stare of disapproval.
He left just after that. I think he learned his lesson.
As you probably know, Gus and I like to camp out in dad’s office and sleep. This is not because we like him or anything; it’s just a… convenient place to sleep, that’s all. Really!
Of course, there are all sorts of sounds in dad’s office – the music he listens to all day, the people he talks to, the sound of him moving around in his chair, and of him getting up from time to time.
Fortunately, I am very good at ignoring dad so I can get some sleep.
This is a new sleeping position I’ve developed recently – it helps me ignore dad in all the ways that matter, including ignoring the annoying “beep” from his camera.
I will let you know how it works out long term, but so far, so good.
Dad saw us last night in this position, and he went all “awwww” and said we were being snuggle-buns.
But he’s completely wrong. We’re totally not snuggling. Can’t you tell the difference? I’m just… leaning my head on Betsy. Using her as a pillow, you might say. Because I’m too tough a bunny to be seen snuggling!
Yeah, that’s definitely not snuggling dad. Learn to tell the difference, will ya? Geez.
Dad cleaned my litterbox again yesterday, so of course I took advantage of this opportunity to lie quietly in a nice, clean, fresh litter box.
The trick is to get in there before Betsy can use it. She doesn’t understand the joy of taking a quiet nap on fresh litter, so she just makes a mess of it (or digs in the box and scatters it everywhere).
Ahhhh…. yesssss…. time to settle down for a nap. Put that camera away, dad, I’m trying to sleep here.