Author: Betsy

  • Comfortable

    Actually, this is quite comfortable. -Betsy

  • On The Couch

    Dad caught me on the couch today, dragging my front paws on the cushions. He wasn’t happy. He squirted me with water. I didn’t like that. He said if I am caught up there again that I’ll be put in the “bad bunny box.” I wonder what he means by that? Maybe I should re-think…

  • Don’t Cook Vegetables

    I like my veggies raw, thank you very much. This is what I’d do to anyone who suggested cooking my precious carrots: Yeah, that’s right. Don’t mess with my carrots!! -Betsy

  • Still Disapprovin’

    I’m still disapproving of being left at the vet. I refused treats from dad the first day we were back as well as the second day (Gus gave in, that cheeky bugger). Gus really got on my nerves while we were at the vet; I tried to thump at the vet to get their attention,…

  • I Like My New House

    Of course, it requires a little minor tweaks: But other than that, it’s just fine – a nice place to get away from Gus! He doesn’t like the second floor, so it’s all MINE! -Betsy

  • Our New Castle Thing

    I’m not sure if I like this new castle/maze thing dad put in our space. It’s a little too cramped. Don’t people realize we’re big buns? I’m no mini-lop, after all! But, it’s OK… I’ve already chewed away the base of one of the internal “doors” so that I can stretch out when I lay…

  • Yin-Yang Buns?

    Dad said we looked like “yin-yang” bunnies. I don’t know what he’s talking about, we’re just laying nose-to-bum. In the middle of the livingroom. No, dad, we’re not weird… we have a perfectly good reason for laying in the middle of the livingroom… ummm… and… I’ll think of it later! -Betsy

  • Awww, Thanks!

    Thanks everyone for your tips and best wishes… I am doing fine. As I tried to tell dad, I just wasn’t hungry that one night. I’ve been enjoying the crackers and dandilion greens that dad’s put out for us every day since then. I think mum & dad just over-react sometimes. Silly humans. -Betsy

  • I’m not Hungry, Dad

    The night before last I wasn’t very hungry when dad put out dinner, so I didn’t go over and eat anything. This turned out to be a big mistake. Dad and mum fretted for a while and then picked me up and syringe-fed me that nasty “critical care” stuff and rubbed my tummy. Ugh! I…

  • Actually, I am perfectly comfortable

    Dad doesn’t understand why I lie next to the bars of our enclosure. He says it looks uncomfortable. No, it’s not bad. Though it does ruffle my fur a bit. I like my water bowl too. Dad just doesn’t understand. Oh well! -Betsy