The Life and Times of Bunnies

Author: Gus

  • Pet Store Bunnies

    My mom told me that she saw a bunny in a pet store today. Hearing about those kinds of bunnies always makes Betsy and I very sad. I’ve seen (first hand) how rabbits are kept in pet stores. And Betsy can tell you about how terrible it is to live in a cage your whole…

  • Shedding

    Lately I’ve been having a lot of fun with my dad. He has black carpets in his office, and I come in and roll around on to spread my white fur everywhere. It seems to drive my dad crazy, which is what I like to see. Keep ’em on their toes, I say! Betsy has…

  • Bunny Supervising

    I like to check in on my dad every morning, to make sure he’s not slacking off. -Gus

  • Bunny Overlord

    I don’t know why Betsy doesn’t like being up in high places. It gives you a great perspective on things. I always like to get up high and survey my domain. -Gus

  • Spy Photo

    I don’t know what my dad is talking about. This photo is OBVIOUSLY too blurry to be used to positively identify me. -Betsy

  • Moved, Again!

    So, we’ve been moved… again. Betsy and I do not approve! However… this new place… it’s just so… big! I can really run here, and there are these two little steps up into the dining room, and it’s fun to take them with a running jump. And I hear tell that we’re going to be…

  • Hay-Brained?

    My dad sometimes says that Betsy is not that bright, and… well… I have nothing to say about that right now! -Gus

  • Sleepy Betsy

    My dad caught this photo of Betsy (and technically a bit of me) the other day. What can I say, both Betsy and I were really tired! -Gus

  • Grooming and Nail Clipping

    Last night my dad grabbed me (and Betsy) and gave us a brush-down, as well as clipping our toenails. Although I won’t admit it, it is nice to have my nails short again. And I always feel good after being brushed, what with all the loose hair gone and all. -Gus

  • I REALLY Don’t Like Bacon

    I really don’t like the smell of bacon. My dad was cooking it again this morning – as he often does on weekends – and I just couldn’t stand it. There was no where to go, you could smell it all through the house. Betsy doesn’t seem to mind it as much, but I just…