Now Playing: Hallowe'en an' Bememberin'
Topic: The Next Generation
Yestidday wassa hollyday, Maman sed. I dunno whut kinda hollyday cos dere wassn enny dekkyrayshuns up aroun' da houz, but Maman is makin' Dadda pull out stuff frumma attik onna'count ob Hallowe'en.
Now Hallowe'en issa hollyday dat I sorta gotta handle on - mainly onna'count obba fakt dat we hab sellybrated it bifore. Seems dat widdle kidlets come toda door obba houz wearin' costooms an' Maman gibs dem candy.
But Maman says dat Hallowe'en is more den just costooms an' candy. She says it issa berry old, old sellybrashuns frumma past bifore dere wassa Church, an' dat in Inkwand, da Church taked da hollyday ober an' made it innu All Saints' an' All Souls' Days, da days dat we bemember alla dose who has gone to da Rainbow Bridge bifore us, sorta leebin' us behind heer.
So Maman is geddin' alla dekkyrayshuns togedder forda houz to make it kyoot forda kidlets to come an' ged dere candy. She has kyoot scarecrows, an' fuzzy catz, an' fake spider webs an' udder fake creepy stuff, an' cheerful skellytins an' stuff.
Dat's da light-hearted fun stuff dat goes wif candy an' kidlets.
But forda sewious pawt, da pawt aboud bememberin' does who hab gone toda Rainbow Bridge, Maman is pwannin' Church, an' to pway her two fav'rit songs by her fav'rit Church composer, "Ralf Vaughn Williams". Da songs are called "For Alla Saints", an' Immortal, Invisible. Maman's Dadda usta conduct dese songs ebbery yeer at dis time whin he wassa Church Choir Dirktor, an' Maman usta help him by pwayin' her 'cello in his stwing "quartet" an' writin' uppa'rangmints for him.
Heer at Our Warren we call dose songs Bim Songs, sorta wike his Spring Is Sprung song, onwy a whole wot more seriouser. I mean dis is sewious orch-est-wa musiks.
So, ennyways, on Hallowe'en Our Warren bemembers bunnies who hab gone toda Bridge.
Dere was Bunner who wassa furst bunny to ebber be in Our Warren. Phil-da-Lad rescued him frumma pet store where he was gonna be food fora snake. Maman didn't know about neuterin' or ennyfing at dat time, so she an' Phil joined da San Diego House Rabbit Society to learn aboud habbin' bunnies.
Den dey gots Periwinkle frumma backyard breeder. She wassa widdle brown an' white Inkwish Spot kinda bunny.
Den came Maman habbin' to leeb da fambly cossa Man Who Had Married Maman did horrybul fings to her anna Childrens, inkloodin' Phil-da-Lad. Ann' dere were horrybul lawyers an' skerry fights an' polices all ober, an' dat Man Who Had Married Maman got rid ob alla annymals 'cept forda Ancient Dawg, Tristan.
An' Phil-da-Lad cried an' cried an' cried as wun by wun his fur-friends was takin' away frum him or sent away toda Rainbow Bridge, until he was all OnAlone wif onwy da Ancient Dawg, Tristan, to be wif him an' be his Warren. Cos Phil-da-Lad wassa berry widdle lad bak den an alla hoomins were berry cruel to him cos Maman was sint away in Inkwand an' Phil was wif Tristan.
An' Bunner an' Periwinkle, sadly, culdn't stay wif him an' dey wint away wiffa Black Rabbit toda Rainbow Bridge togedder.
So I was talkin' to Our Dawg, who is named Zack'ry-Marcus an' he sed he knowed alla'boud stuff wike dat, cos dat is whut happined to him, almost.
He hadda fambly bifore he wassa pawt ob Our Warren, an' dere wassa mawmie, a dadda an' kidlets dere, too. An' wun day, dere wassa wotta fights an' yellin' an' stuff dat he didn' unnerstan'.
An' he dida wotta barkin' an' werryin' an' jumpin' up atta mawmie anna dadda whin dey was yellin' an all, an' dey yelled at him. An' he didn' know whut to do.
An' wun day, dey put him inna car an' taked him sumwheres an' weft him wiffa wotta udder dawgs dat he didn' know. An' dey nebber commed back for him. Dey was just gone.
An' den, wun day, Maman camed, an' she pud him in her car an' dey dribed a wong way, anna Zack'ry-Marcus didn' know whutdaheck was goin' on, he was just ridin' inna car wif Maman anna radio playin' tunes.
So dey comed to Maman's Momma-an-Dadda's house, bud he culdn't stay dere, cos her Momma sed he was too big, so he commed to Our Warren where he meeted Belinda an'Hawthorn, an' Hunny an' Poet, an Clover an' Beebe, MissyBun, anna nudder bunny, called Sno-ball ExFoster. I wassn' heer yet onna'cout ob not bein' borned.
An' den Maman's Dadda wint toda Bridge, an' Maman's Momma suddinly wanted Zack'ry-Marcus to lib wif her. So he moobed house again.
It issa good fing, he says, dat he is so good at moobin'.
An' den Maman's Momma god sick, an' poor, Zack'ry-Marcus was OnAlone again - onwy, we didn' know. We thought dat he was wif Maman's dotter, but she wassn't payin' enny 'tenshun to Zack'ry-Marcus AT ALL.
He wassn' geddin' food. He wassn' geddin' time out. He wassn' geddin' ennyfing but time to sit by himself onna bed while da dotta's dawg bited him an' stole alla his food.
So he was BERRY hoppy an'gwad whin Alla Us Togedder moobed innu dis house wif him. Maman's Momma told Maman to moob heer sodat we culd alla-us-togedder become One Big Warren along wif Zack'ry-Marcus. An' so dat is whut happined. We became Our Warren
But it is berry hard on annymuls whin dere hoomins suddinly don' seem to wanna hab dem enny more.
Nobun tells da annymuls ennyfing. Nobun 's'splains. Sumtimes, no pwans are made for dem at all, an' dey end up goin' to da Rainbow Bridge cos dey are not wanted an' da hoomins who axtchully lub dem aren't listened to.
Dis is whut happined wif Bunner an' Periwinkle. Cos Da Man Who Had Married Maman didn't care aboutta bunnies, an' didn't care aboud or wisten to Phil-da-Lad. So dose bunnies didn't gedda go toda V-E-T whin dey was sik. An' dey gotted sik. Dey didn't ged enny fresh hay. An' ALL bunnies need fresh hay. Dey didn't hab enny good food. An' ALL bunnies deserb to hab good-for-dem food.
Dose poor bunnies got whut hoomins call resented just for bein' alibe.
An' so, berry quietly, da Black Rabbit comed an' taked dem outta dere sad widdle cages an' showed dem da way ober da Rainbow Bridge toda Meadow, where dey can wait for Phil-da-Lad inna long green gwass an' bwight sunshine.
Da Black Rabbit does kindnesses wike dat. Whin hoomins are cruel, da Black Rabbit is sumtimes da onwyiest hope datta bunny has weft.
An' dat's why Maman allus bemembers All Saints' an' All Soul's Days as hollydays.
For Alla-Dem-Togedder who hab gone on bifore...
--- By George