Tag: gus
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Stupid Dewclaw
I snapped my dewclaw off. Again. Remind me again why we have these things? My paw is a bit sore now, too, which sucks. And to make things worse, even though I tried really, really hard to hide it, dad noticed… and picked me up… and looked at my paw. He said he wanted to…
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A Face Full of Betsy
Sometimes Betsy and I fight over who looks the most relaxed. This morning, Betsy looked very relaxed in the middle of the bedroom. So I sniffed at her bum and she got up and moved, and I took her place. But she got back at me… by sitting on my face! Well, sort of, anyway.…
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Letter to our Auntie
Dad and mum are planning to go away later this year, when mum’s parents visit from someplace called “Australia.” Normally dad makes arrangements for someone to take care of us when they go away (not that they go away often – I disapprove of them leaving) but this time we decided to take the initiative!…
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New Bunny Castle
Dad and mum built us a new castle to play in – I guess they figured Betsy and I had chewed the old box so much that it wasn’t structurally sound anymore. They went all out this time, it seems! I dunno… two levels? Maybe it’ll be fun… but we’ll have to properly dissaprove of…
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New Addition
We made a new addition to our box, with a little help from Dad to clean it up. It’s fun to poke your head through the hole! Sometimes we like to climb up through it and onto the roof – although having the hole there makes it a little less stable. I guess we should’ve…
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Monday Bunday – Pancake Bunnies
Dad wonders sometimes if bunnies have bones. Well, yes, but we are very flexible. -Gus
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We’re Out!
Mummy let us out this morning – finally! I was getting SO BORED being cooped up in that area. Betsy and I did a bunch of binkies! Still, we didn’t get our morning treats – so I guess mum hasn’t totally forgiven us yet. Dad says we’re on “probation.” So we’ve got to watch ourselves.…
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Dad Cleaned Again
He’s always cleaning up our fur… food… hay… and other stuff we leave lying around. Which just means we get to have more fun making the mess all over again! Also: we got a new box! I’m not sure about this one. It’s kind of… low? What do you think? -Gus
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It’s My Desk Now, Dad
The other morning, dad got up to get a coffee. When he came back, this is what he found: Sorry, dad. I’m not budging. It’s MY desk now. You may sit there only if you promise not to disturb me. To his credit, he did sit down very carefully and avoided putting his feet near…
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Rabbits In History
Mum and dad went to someplace called the “Metropolitan Museum of Art” this weekend. Dad said we couldn’t come along because our constant disapproval would’ve shattered the sculptures and set the old paintings on fire. He’s no fun. Above: Forget cats, the Egyptians apparently also thought rather highly of rabbits. Quite possibly the earliest depiction…