You don’t want to see my other faces – now bring me my breakfast!!
Wait, what do you mean by “moving?” I didn’t give you permission to move!
We’re just going to sit here until you put all the furniture back the way it was.
Even though dad says we’re not moving far, and that we’ll have a yard to play in (while supervised), a garden to grow food & treats for us, and a bigger house to explore, I’m still not happy with the changes.
What’s that, dad? You say someone suggested we replace our box in your office, the one by the bunnycam?
Don’t. Even. Think. About. It.
Hey dad, is dinner ready yet?
No, seriously, is dinner ready yet?
Hey, are you listening?
Stop looking at Gus and listen to me. IS. DINNER. READY. YET??
I’m not coming out until dinner is served.
Is that dinner?
I don’t think that’s dinner.
(Dinner was served immediately after this. There are no pictures because dad no longer had the will to hold his camera in my direction.)