The life stories of some very spoiled house rabbits
Enjoying Clean Litterbox day like I do is a bit of an acquired taste. Betsy, for example, just doesn’t quite get it.
Whereas I, on the other hand, take every opportunity to enjoy Clean Litterbox Day to the fullest.
On a related note, I like this new litter dad is switching over to. It’s white, just like me – maybe next Clean Litterbox Day I’ll be able to hide in the litterbox and dad won’t be able to see me! That would be great.
-Gus
Gus was taking a nap in the (freshly cleaned) litter box last night, so I took a turn at being the “guard bunny.” But then dad showed up with his camera.
Gus was asleep and I didn’t want dad to wake him up, so I selflessly took it upon myself to distract him…
…By begging for treats.
Hi dad, got any treats for me? (I am very lady-like with my begging; do you see how I gracefully cross my paws when I stand up on my hind legs?)
My plan worked – Gus was able to keep sleeping without being disturbed by dad.
(I may also have gotten some treats out of the deal.)
-Betsy
Dad cleaned our litter box today – and you know what that means, right? Clean litter box day!!
Too bad Betsy got in there before me…
…ah well. There’s plenty of room for us both, and a clean litter box is best when shared, right?
Now, move over a bit, Betsy!
-Gus
Dad cleaned my litterbox today, which means it’s time to take a nap!
Ahhhh, there’s nothing like a clean litterbox!
I can just relax… well, almost. I need to keep one ear out (up) because dad is nearby, hovering over me with his stupid camera.
Betsy says she doesn’t understand why I love laying in a clean litterbox. She doesn’t know what she’s missing out on.
-Gus
I love clean litterbox day, don’t you?
-Gus