Author: Gus
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Maybe, Possibly, Slightly Not Mad Anymore
I’m still not happy with you, dad. Behold my intense look of disapproval! (Actually, I’m just glad to be home.) Oh drat – dad saw me being happy instead of disapproving! Gotta come up with an excuse… ummm… errrr…. Oh, bother. I give up – I am glad to be home. (Just give me some…
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We’re Back
Well, we’re back. And we’re not happy with dad or mum. We did NOT like staying at the vet. And we did not like the car ride, either. We will be dissaproving for quite a while after this incident. -Gus
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I Don’t Wanna Go To The Vet
I tried… and dad tried… and mummy tried too… but there’s no one available to come serve feed watch us while mum & dad are away, so we’ll have to go stay with the vet for a week. I’m not happy about this… who will give me treats?? -Gus
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Renovations
Betsy and I have been hard at work with some… “renovations” to our new house. Specifically, we wanted more room: So, we knocked down a few walls and created what dad calls a “two-bun garage.” I thought we did a pretty good job, too. But then Betsy was pushing the house around today and it…
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Oh No, not… THE VET!!!
I just heard dad make an appointment for Betsy and I to “board” at the vet for the week when he and mum will be out-of-town. I don’t like the sound of that!! It’s bad enough to go to the vet for a little while, never mind staying there for a whole WEEK! I asked…
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Remodelling
It’s hard work. (Sorry about the out-of-focus movie; dad is obviously not a filmmaker!) The remodelling is actually coming along nicely… we’ve cleared a few new paths through the inside, and I can stretch out by the back now without hitting these annoying holes. Like Betsy, I wonder what size rabbit these holes were originally…
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Oh My
Dad made a lot of noise yesterday evening… I heard tearing noises and all sorts of weird noises. So naturally, once the noise stopped, I came out to take a look and – Oh my… what is THIS??? That’s… really big… and… what are those holes? Doors, maybe? Oh my, I’m going to have to…
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Big, Sharp, Pointy Teeth
I was hard at work this morning. Dad said that maybe I have “anger issues.” I don’t know what he’s talking about. It’s just normal bunny behavior! Dad always used to joke about me and my “big, sharp, pointy teeth.” I guess I showed him! Or… maybe I showed him too much? It’s OK dad,…
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OK, dad, you can pet me
I don’t allow it often… but I guess it’s OK just this once. Mmmm… that’s nice… hey, wait, why’d you stop?? Errr, I mean… don’t ever touch me again! -Gus
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Dad’s Litter Box
Mum and dad have their own litter box, of course – but it’s not really a box like ours, it’s a whole other room. Strangely, it has that slippery tile floor – I don’t know how they stand it. Sometimes when dad goes into his litter box, I like to sit outside and wait for…