Author: Gus
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Stems
Dad, next time… just give us the leaves of the parsley. I don’t like the stems so much. -Gus
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Monday Bunday: Passing Time Behind Bars
ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzz….. -Gus
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No Treats = Bunny Abuse
This weekend, we escaped (again). Dad wasn’t very happy, so he didn’t give us treats. I submit that depriving rabbits of their rightful morning treats is tantamount to “bunny abuse.” Unfortunately, every time we escape, dad finds a way to stop us from getting out that way again. Eventually we’re going to run out of…
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Semi-Shredded Cardboard Thing
Believe me, it’s a lot of fun to chew and rip! -Gus
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New Chew Thing
Last night a new thing showed up in our area – it was a bit of cardboard, but it was… different somehow. Like it had been half-run through a shredder or something. Actually, when I pulled on it, it expanded like an accordion. Weird! Dad said that it came as packing material with his “Green…
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Busted, Yet Again!!!
It took us a while, but we broke out again last night. Unfortunately, dad once again woke up and found us. I don’t know how he does it, we’re so quiet! I think he has a 6th sense for mischievous rabbits. Also, I don’t think dad was very happy at being woken up so early……
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Busted, Again
So… we broke out again last night. Betsy helped by digging at the bottom of the jail, and I pulled really hard on the “door” until it broke loose. Unfortunately, dad heard us break out and came and shooed us back in. But we were determined! Later that night, after we were sure dad was…
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Watching Dad
It creeps dad out when I sit behind him in his office and just stare at him. He’ll turn around and say “Gus, what are you doing?” If I really want to freak him out, I don’t say anything. But I always think of things I could say: “I’m plotting your inevitable demise.” “Setting you…
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Jailbreak!
So, the “being cute” thing wasn’t working – dad was still locking us up at night. Drat! We must’ve done something really bad this time. But last night, Betsy and I made an escape attempt – and it worked! We wiggled past the edge of the bunny barrier and roamed free while mum & dad…
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We’re In Trouble
I think dad and mum finally got fed up with Betsy ripping up little bits of the carpet. (Oh all right, I suppose I joined in too, from time to time.) Last night we came out to the living room to find that our corner space had been fenced-in. Then dad chased us around the…