Then he said “Gus! That’s not your litterbox!”

Well, duh, dad, I know that.

Honestly I don’t know what he thought was wrong with this picture.

-Gus

Because, as you can see, it actually is plenty big for the both of us.

Dad cleaned our area again, but the upside this time was that he put a bunch of hay in the corner of our clean litterbox! And we just love sitting in the litterbox and eating hay.

Really, when you think about it, it’s the perfect setup – you can sit and much hay all day without having to take a litterbox break. NICE.

-Gus

Naturally, of course, we rush over to see if he has any treats, but he just said he wanted to take a picture of us while we were chillaxin’.

Needless to say, we weren’t very happy.

As you can see, no treats were forthcoming.

Betsy was not pleased.

I was not pleased either.

Uh oh dad, you’d better look out. I think Betsy is PLOTTING YOUR DOOM.

I will now proceed to ignore you by grooming myself. That’s how unimportant you are.

Maybe next time dad will learn to always bring us treats.

-Gus

So, basically, dad needs to get a second bunnycam going. But he doesn’t know how – there’s no computer or anything out by our area in the living room.

But I don’t care about stuff like that – just make it happen, dad. We have fans to who are waiting to see us!! So, hop to it! (Do you like how I squeezed a rabbit-related pun in there?)

Ok, naptime. See you all on the bunnycam (maybe).

-Gus

Then, at the end of the day, he came out and cleaned my area – and I was not happy! I worked really hard to mess it up just the way I like it! How dare he clean it all up!

Just to show dad how mad I was, I didn’t even leave the area as he cleaned. I stayed there – even when he ran the loud vacuum cleaner. I think he knows I wasn’t happy, because he finished quickly and put out a big bowl of nice, fresh hay. (I waited until he wasn’t looking to come over and eat it, of course – can’t have him thinking that I appreciate what he did!)

Then dad came out and took some pictures – but he took them from the same spot he normally sits to give us treats. So, naturally, I came up for a look.

Do you have any treats, dad?

Please tell me you’ve got some treats there.

But dad tricked me. He had no treats – just his silly beeping camera.

I am not amused, dad.

I was not happy. Not happy at all.

Tricking me like that is not very nice.

How could you trick me like that?

I told dad I was not happy with him. Then I decided the best way to teach him a lesson was to ignore him.

Ignore him and spend some time grooming myself, of course.

But then dad fired that silly flash thing on his camera. I don’t appreciate the flash in my eyes, dad!!

Gus doesn’t like the flash either, dad. Why don’t you turn it off?

That’s better. Now stay there while I ignore you.

Then, to finish things off, I flopped down and gave him my most intense stare of disapproval.

He left just after that. I think he learned his lesson.

-Betsy

Dad says he’s just trying it out to see how it goes. He says he’s not sure if it’s worth keeping up all the time, since we aren’t always in the same spot in the house.

Also, the picture will probably be a little dark, since it is pointed at our hiding spot behind the big round red chair in dad’s office.

Anyway, if you want to, you can check it out here. This may be a limited-time sort of thing, depending on how we feel about it.

Personally, I’m looking forward to once again being able to beam my disapproval rays throughout the world!

Update: Dad’s changed the bunnycam to be a live stream now, instead of a picture that refreshes every 15 seconds. Try it out! (Oh, and you can blame dad for the brief downtime we had today. It’s all his fault. I heartily disapprove.)

-Gus

I have absolutely no idea why.

Is there something wrong with how I’m laying?

I just don’t get what dad found so unusual. That seems like a perfectly normal and reasonable lounging position to me, right?

Maybe dad was just jealous. Yeah, that must be it.

-Betsy

I find that sitting behind him and ignoring him is especially effective at this.

Dad always gets really confused when I do this.

Mission accomplished.

-Gus

I don’t know what he’s talking about… do you?

-Betsy

Who would lock up a cute bunny like me? I’m innocent I say, innocent!

Ha ha, just kidding, I wasn’t really locked up. I was just up to no good behind this little railing thing with Gus.

More than that I’m not saying, on the advice of my lawyer.

-Betsy