Velveteen Rabbits

When I was a child, one of my favorite books was The Velveteen Rabbit. Come to think of it, it’s still one of my favorite books and I re-read it regularly.
Last week, in the wee hours of the morning, I had the privilege of watching our wild bunnies dance, very much as was described in The Velveteen Rabbit. We’d had a heavy snowfall, then the skies had cleared. The moonlight reflecting off the snow filled the yard with a clear blue-tinged light that one only sees under those unique conditions. James and two other young bunnies burrowed out from under the snow, then hopped about the yard, chasing each other in circles and then veering off and bounding into the air as high as bunnies can leap. For over an hour they alternated playing tag with stopping to nibble the tops off of perennials that we hadn’t cut down (knowing that the bunnies would do it for us).
It was absolutely magical.
In the morning, I almost couldn’t believe I had seen it… except… I had proof. The deep snow in our yard is full of bunny paw prints, so many that it looks like an entire herd of bunnies has stampeded through!
By Kris, in New England, December 15, 2008 @ 11:15 am
That running and jumping is formally called – Binking. Yes – only a bunny could have such an improbably cute name for playtime. Binking or Binkies. I’ve been my house rabbits do that in the past – you have no idea what a 14 pound white rabbit looks like when she would Bink thru the house. Just hilarious.
Wild bunnies binking in the snow – sounds like the start of a perfect children’s story!
By Dan, December 19, 2008 @ 2:10 pm
There’s nothing like a cold night with the white blue snow lite by the moon. And rabbits too? You paint a nice picture!
By JAS, December 20, 2008 @ 12:32 pm
Binking, huh? Never heard it called that before – neat! But I do know what a 14 pound white rabbit looks like when he Binks through the house, as my sister’s Scritch (a housebroken New Zealand White) would do exactly that!
And Dan – thanks!
BTW, have you had to tie one of those orange flags on a stake to Abby so you can find her out in the yard? Sheesh – and here we thought we inundated with snow last year…