Bunnies, Tasty Grass and A Whole World to See

A small tale of a daring bunny who dreamed of seeing the world.

Once there was a bunny. She was a very sweet bunny with average brown fur and an average white tail. She lived in the same meadow her whole life so far and never complained. The grass was green and the sky was always blue, the other rabbits were just as sweet as she and they got along fairly well. All her life she knew the same rabbits though, some would come and some would go, but it was almost always the same. There were never any hunters and never any coyotes and life was wonderful, but for some reason, this bunny thought one day.

 

"I long for a patch of clovers, or maybe a carrot and cabbage." The other bunnies thought nothing of her question, and she tried to forget about it.

 

Though time passed, nothing changed and the bunny again thought one day.

 

"I wonder if there are other bunnies out there? Ones with white fur, or black!" The other bunnie looked at her funny but quickly forgot about it. This time she didn't forget so easily. And later when she talked to some pals, they told her she sould just appreciate what she had and be thankful she even have such green grass to chew.

 

"But to me the grass doesn't taste as sweet. It tastes the same, and it's no longer satisfying. I want to know what other grass tastes like and what its like to feel maybe dirt or sand beneath my paws. I want to know if there are other bunnies out there who want the same thing?" This made the other bunnies heads hurt so they forgot about it, but she refused to now.

 

Was it greedy or selfish if the she wanted to taste other grasses or was it bad if she thought the bunnies here weren't as sweet as they were somewhere else. She was truely just curious. How would she ever know if she didn't look? How would she knoe if her grass was as tasty as many said it was if she never tasted the sour grass of another meadow.

 

She longed to outrun a coyote or to escape the clutches of an angry gardener. What would it feel like to have gotten away with a free lunch knowing your life was at risk?

 

Then she began to think deeper.

 

What if there was a bunny out there who wanted to taste other grasses too? What if perhaps he was sweeter than all the rabbits and bunnies in her meadow. What if he thought she was sweeter than all the rabbits and bunnies from his meadow too? Out of the billions of bunnies in the world, there had to be one who wanted the same things she did and was just as sweet at the grass they wished to taste.

 

If she never looked she would never find him, she would never find the sweeter grass or the feeling of danger. She would forever be forced to accept life in this meadow. Forced to bear the same tasting grass and the same sweet bunnies.

 

Is it so bad if she just wants to enjoy the bunnies she meets and love the grass she consumed?

 

She didn't think so.

 

"I'm leaving." She said as she hopped towards the end of the field saying goodbye to all her sweet bunny friends.

 

"We will miss you." They replied and then she turned and hopped passed the bushes to the rest of her life.

 

But there in front of her she found a wired white picket fence that looked to cirlce the whole meadow. The bunny, shocked and saddened didn't know what to do.

 

How could she explore the world, when the entrance to her future was blocked by a fence. How would she ever be expected to find the meadow she belonged when she was trapped in the meadow she had always lived in, the meadow she knew like the back of her paw.

 

What was a bunny to do?

 

The poor bunny hopped back to her friends and told them of her delemah and began to cry invisible tears knowing her dream of new things would never come true as long as that fence lay in her path of destiny.

 

"We could help you over the fence!" One bunny suggested imedietly perking her up.

 

"But once you got over you wouldn't be able to get back unless there were bunnies on the other side." Another bunny stated giving her alot to think about.

 

"Well, i know this isn't where I belong so there would be no reason to come back." She concluded quickly.

 

So the other bunnies helped her escape and she left on her journey to find where she belonged.

 

Perhaps she had lived where the grass was the sweetest and the bunnies along with it, but she wouldn't know until she tasted other grass and met other bunnies, so atleast if she did return to try and find a way back to the meadow she had escaped from, she could truely appreciate it and cherish it forever.

 

You can't know if the grass is greener on the otherside... if there is a fence in the way.

Author's Note

Just something fun i wrote, i know there are spelling errors and such, but thats what you get at 2:30 in the morning.

Reviews

[Legion]

Mr. Bunnychev, tear down that fence! :)

Love the innonences of it. Hope the bunny liked what she found. Have you ever read a book called "Watership Down" by Richard Adams? Think that was his name. If not, I think you would like it. Great write.