Catch Albi in Action

Albi is America's favorite celebrity. See him fight vicious enemies on his YouTube channel. Click here to check him out.

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I am 'albirabbit' on Instagram.


No. 2 - Typical Day in the Rabbit Life

Time is money. But for me, I have the luxe life. Instead of a job, I am a gourmand of fine foods, including farm-to-table hay and organic pellets. Here's what a typical day looks like for me.

8:00 am
I'm already up in the morning. In fact, I only really get about 6 hours of sleep everyday. I'm always waiting for those guys to get up already. At my old apartment, I used to push my bowl against the cage everyday exactly at 8 o'clock, so it would make a lot of noise. Get up, lazy people.

9:00 am
Every morning, I am served a most delectable vegetable medley. I used to like brussel sprouts but not anymore. Lettuce, celery, broccoli, carrots, califlower, and other goodies are what I crave. It's the breakfast of champions.

10:00 am
What goes in comes out quick. Time for a potty break. My latrine is really a cat litter box, filled with recycled newspaper pellets. There's a homemade cardboard box on top, created to generate privacy for me.

11:00 am
Time for my mid-morning snooze. Buzz off, you buzzards.

1:00 pm
Time for snacking on hay. Timothy hay is the kind I get, supposedly best for my health and digestive system. Whatever that means. It's not like I get a choice or anything. If I had access to a suggestion box, I would definitely be chucking in some apples, bananas, or other junk like that. Are you there God? It's me, Albi.

4:00 pm
I like biting things. Even this fake piece of toast.

6:00 pm
It's almost time for dinner, and I let EVERYONE know. I beg like crazy and run all over everybody's feet. I get cranky when I'm hungry. Don't you?

7:00 pm
Chow time. A handful of delicious, A-grade rabbit pellets. These are good. No, not good. They are GREAT. Do you like Doritos? Then you'll love rabbit pellets!

8:00 pm
After-dinner siestas are the way to go. Try it yourself and chillax sometime.

9:00 pm
I dig primetime TV. And I also do like cartoons while on vacation, but that's beside the point here. The best crap happens after 9 o'clock. Smash. Boom.

10:00 pm
Charlie Sheen, yeahhhhh. You think I'm an animal? Get a load of this guy.




No. 1 - My Review of the Trump Taj Mahal Casino in Atlantic City

Hi my followers, it's your friend, Albi. It's summertime, and you're probably thinking about all the fun things that to do, like water balloon fights, eating watermelon and mowing the lawn. But nothing says summer like going to the casino to win tons of sweet monies!

Atlantic City is not as good as Disneyland, but you can still win some cool prizes there, like money. I don't really need any more money because I am already have a lot of hay and stuff, but everyone needs a little excitement, including small animals.

Here's the view from my suite.

Most people except for Bill Gates have to check into a hotel. But not me! I get in for free, special rabbit rate! I don't know why, but maybe it's because people in a casino want to be near my foot because it's super lucky. So there I was, traveling in style--white glove service in a new paper bag, directly escorted from my cardboard boxcar, which drives itself wherever I wanna go.

My room was pretty sweet.  I got my own bed, of course, and unlimited pellets. I was going to call for room service, but they did not have any timothy hay--better get to work on that Mr. Trump! One thing the Donald got right was a nice big mirror that I could use to admire myself. I was looking pretty good, and so was I, I must say!


I made some gamblings, and sure enough, my lucky foot helped everyone. When I went into the big gamble room, I could hear all kinds of win bells ringing because of the good fortune I brought everyone! I could hear how excited everyone was. They were so super happy about winning money that they forgot to say thank you to me, but that's ok.

All in all, it was a great vacation. The hotel was great (four out of five carrots) and the money was great too (five out of five carrots). See you in Vegas!

Here's my driver taking a quick snapshot of me. I've got some serious bedhead going on.


Read this if you are smart

My name is Albi, and I'm a rabbit. Some people think that my last name is Rabbit, but it's not. I don't have a last name. I don't know why.

You don't have to read this blog, because it might not be that good. But if you care about rabbits, you better keep reading, because there's nobody out there who's going to tell it to you straight like me, Albi. I'm gonna tell you what it's like to live the busy and super interesting life of a rabbit. And if you are roommates with a rabbit, I'm gonna tell you what to do so you don't mess up his life.

Ok rabbit-lovers, I got to go. I have to eat some hay. (More on that later!)

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