My little girl is precious. Fawning over rabbits at the County Fair- telling us how much she wanted one of her very own, made my wife and I entertain the idea. We have an old coop that could be turned into a hutch easily. We have plenty of space, so why not?
We decided against it, as our money is tighter this year. Quinn, after all, already has everything a child could want. And we wouldn’t want her to think the world REVOLVED around her, right?
It turns out, it was well out of our hands. Last week, while tending the garden, my wife left the gate to the front yard open while she was watering flowers. Out of the corner of my eye I saw movement behind our beauty berry bush. I could tell what it was, but I really couldn’t believe it. I mused, “Better get the dog inside, babe- looks like the Easter Bunnie is here for a visit!” Quinn lit up. There he was, but he wasn’t OURS. We easily caught the plainly tame rabbit, and gathered him into a laundry basket. Then we went to every door in the neighborhood. We asked the local kids. We put notices on the public forums. Nobody, it seems, lost a rabbit. After many days, we took down the notices and decided he would be ours, or more accurately, HERS. The world really does revolve around her.
Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls! I introduce to you Butterscotch Spigot Bunbun Nickerson. Quinn told us today that they are married now….
Lucas Nickerson Fine Artist 