Obviously he takes way too long in preparing it, but eventually dad does bring us dinner.
OM NOM NOM.
OK, thanks for dinner dad! …Now go away.
Because honestly, who wouldn’t want to watch me sit and eat?
Oh yeah, and Gus might be in these videos somewhere too. I guess.
Sometimes mum puts out a mid-morning snack for us by giving us some parsley to munch on (usually after we – or more often, just Betsy – pester her by begging near the kitchen door).
Unfortunately for us, dad was up and alert this time, doing his stupid photo thing.
Do you think you’re being clever or something, dad? You’re not fooling anyone.
Now put that camera down and give me some treats.
Or, y’know, you could take a video of us eating. I guess that’s OK too. Just don’t interrupt us, OK?
So Betsy and I are just chillaxin’, enjoying some quiet time under dad’s chair, when suddenly we see dad get down on the floor.
Naturally, of course, we rush over to see if he has any treats, but he just said he wanted to take a picture of us while we were chillaxin’.
Needless to say, we weren’t very happy.
As you can see, no treats were forthcoming.
Uh oh dad, you’d better look out. I think Betsy is PLOTTING YOUR DOOM.
Maybe next time dad will learn to always bring us treats.
Betsy and I get very excited when it’s time to eat – but we both have our own ways of showing that excitement. Betsy will run around in circles, while I… grunt.
Just watch this (short) video and listen carefully:
Mum and dad still get freaked out a little bit whenever I grunt at them. They’re still not quite sure if it’s a normal sound for a bunny to be making, or if it means I’m happy or excited or angry or annoyed or whatever.
Of course I kind of like to keep them confused, so I think I’ll keep grunting from time to time. After all, if mum and dad can make all sorts of noises, why can’t I?
Though interestingly, I’ve never heard Betsy make any sound before – maybe it’s just a guy bunny thing. Do any other bunnies out there grunt?
I’m going to tell you the secret to successful advertising:
Because, really, you can’t go wrong with bunnies. We’re super-cute and everybody loves us! We can get people to buy anything!
(Gus and I would also like to remind you that this fact has absolutely nothing to do with any secret bunny plan to overthrow humanity.) Move along, move along…
You wouldn’t think it, but hay stuffed in a cardboard tube is actually a kind of fun way to eat hay (and cardboard).
Dad was nice enough to give us a tube stuffed with some nice fresh timothy hay the other day. Unfortunately he only had one tube, so Gus and I had to… umm… “share” it.
Well, anyway, it was still a nice treat.