We can only guess, really, why Rabbits do what they do. We Two-Legged People watch and notice what they do.
"Oh," the Mo'o perked up, "you folks pay 'tention!"
"That's right, that's right on a Saturday night," Tutu Wahine held up her right-hand for an up-high five and a wiggle signature. It was good to be up close and personal, again. The months of The Virus caused a big stir-and-separate action. Life was different now, but the Mo'o would learn this as she grew. Paying attention was just exactly right!
Learning about the Rabbits on the Bunny Campground was the Mo'o's long distant story time. The hand slap was a virtual one. The two tutu lived across the ocean. Visits were done thanks to the laptops and tablets.
Lately, the Rabbits were very busy digging.
"Why do Rabbits dig, Tutu?" The Mo'o looked carefully at the pictures that came onto the screen.
"Sometimes I see Purpza digging and pulling at the grass roots. He chews them up."
"Maybe that's like carrots, or kalo to Rabbits." It made sense to the Mo'o. Carrots were delicious, but it was kalo that was the most favorite food.
"The roots not as plump as carrots or kalo. But I think you're right. Rabbits like variety."
The Mo'o liked the sound of that word. She tried it out, "VARIATY"
"Thanks, Tutu. My new word for today, is 'variaty' ... Have fun today, Tutu. I love you." FACETIME was pretty cool. Not as good as being together, but close. And that was fine. One day things could change again. The Old Woman hoped for that.
"Oh," the Mo'o perked up, "you folks pay 'tention!"
"That's right, that's right on a Saturday night," Tutu Wahine held up her right-hand for an up-high five and a wiggle signature. It was good to be up close and personal, again. The months of The Virus caused a big stir-and-separate action. Life was different now, but the Mo'o would learn this as she grew. Paying attention was just exactly right!
Learning about the Rabbits on the Bunny Campground was the Mo'o's long distant story time. The hand slap was a virtual one. The two tutu lived across the ocean. Visits were done thanks to the laptops and tablets.
Lately, the Rabbits were very busy digging.
"Why do Rabbits dig, Tutu?" The Mo'o looked carefully at the pictures that came onto the screen.
"Sometimes I see Purpza digging and pulling at the grass roots. He chews them up."
"Maybe that's like carrots, or kalo to Rabbits." It made sense to the Mo'o. Carrots were delicious, but it was kalo that was the most favorite food.
"The roots not as plump as carrots or kalo. But I think you're right. Rabbits like variety."
The Mo'o liked the sound of that word. She tried it out, "VARIATY"
"Thanks, Tutu. My new word for today, is 'variaty' ... Have fun today, Tutu. I love you." FACETIME was pretty cool. Not as good as being together, but close. And that was fine. One day things could change again. The Old Woman hoped for that.
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