The Bunny Chronicles: Part Four

It was the best of times...it was the worst of times...

Last month I learned of this magical event that the humans celebrate in December called 'Christmas'. Mom goes crazy rearranging furniture and putting up decorations and listening to repetitious songs about bells and drummer boys and snow and someone named Santa. And once she even tried to put some type of blinking reindeer nose on me. Ummm, no. I nipped her attempt in the bud real quick by biting the string for it in half. Mom pouted. I was victorious.

But aside from the reindeer nose, the most amazing thing occurs around this time of Christmas cheer. Dad brings a giant (Mom says it was not giant), real-life, outdoor tree INSIDE THE APARTMENT!!! I couldn't believe my bunny eyes! There was a TREE inside our HOUSE! It was the most beautiful sight I had ever witnessed. I needed to get near that tree! I waited patiently inside my pen while Dad stood with the tree out on the balcony, sawing and sawing...and sawing pieces off of it (ok, maybe it was bigger than Mom will admit) and complaining about 'pine needles all over the place' or something. 

I finally heard someone coming to my room. I stood up on my hind legs in giddy anticipation. Finally, I was released from my confines, and I bolted down the hallway...

A TREE IN OUR HOUSE!!! It was magnificent. I dashed underneath it and ran around and around and around the base of it 'til I was almost dizzy. I hid behind it and breathed in the sweet, intoxicating aroma of pine that it produced. I nibble the lowest branches. Absolutely delicious. And then I ran around and around it again until I was just too tired to run anymore. Then I bunny flopped on my side underneath it in satisfied exhaustion. Best. Day. Ever.

For days and days that beautiful tree stood majestically in the corner of the living room. Mom eventually stuffed brightly colored bags and boxes underneath it (which I assume were for me to jump between and knock over and such...she's so nice to think of doing that for me). And for days and days that tree and I were basically best friends. I ran around it, smelled it, nibbled it, and relaxed under it. Until one day...

It was gone! Just gone. I was devastated. No, I was mad really. Can't believe the Humans would tease me with a real tree and then just take it away. Hmmph. 

Well, you know me, I don't stay mad for long. Especially when I heard the Humans saying something about 'next year's tree'. I think next year should hurry up and get here. Wonder if I could convince them to get a 'middle of the year' tree, just to hold me over? I think I'll see what I can do about that...