Drawn by Rabbits

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 t...

Rabbits like company. So, we noticed one rabbit seemed very, very lonely one winter day. Not only that. We noticed this one lonely rabbit had a very, very large puka (a hole) under his right eye. We weren't sure he was a boy rabbit, in fact for a long, long time we called the rabbit a she. Purpz (or Purpza) which is short for being Purple in bunny vernacular and he most likely is a descendant of Black and Brown parents.  Guessing from our daily keen observations 90 percent of the 30 Campground Bunnies are brown along  with a black one and a white one with a brown nose that resides under the camp host's trailer,  one wild local Rabbit (a Hare) with a peppery brownish color and a half dozen of the Purples.   As we have already told you, our pal Purpz first arrived at our door with quite the open cut below his eye. So we gave him plenty variety of greens and fruits and watched  him heal in a month or two. Some of the Campers feed them alfalfa pellet...