Little Bunny Foo Foo...one weird rabbit

This one falls into the category of “I probably heard about such stuff, but didn’t really pay much attention.”

Lately, I’ve been doing my daily walkabouts in the evening hours. For one thing, evenings generally have been a little bit cooler. Not less humid, mind you. Just cooler.

For another thing, by the time yours truly gets home from various adventures involving The Paragraph Factory, gets a bit of an update on how The Other Half’s Day has gone, finds something for dinner and does a few chores, it’s almost midnight. Well, it’s getting close to dark.

Going for a walk after the sun goes down often can be more interesting than your regular day-time stroll. Creatures one does not see during the day can be spotted at night. Like whistling ducks. Or maybe vampires. Or ghosts.

Or, maybe, bunnies. 

To be honest with you, I did not know that bunnies wandered around in the dark. Wouldn’t have had any reasons to know such a thing.

Yet, while on a stroll in the pretty much dark of the evening, there they were.

Two bunnies. 

The two critters had paused from whatever they might have been doing right along the sidewalk I happened to be utilizing. I saw some motion down on the ground, and just figured that a cat was out catting around.

Upon closer inspection, however, I determined that the critters were rabbits. Two rabbits, to be more precise.  To be honest with you, I was not expecting to see rabbits while I was out walking in the dark. I did not know that rabbits were night creatures.

And yet, there they were. They just kind of sat there, and allowed yours truly to take a couple blurry pictures. I apologize for the quality of the picture. I pretty much aimed the camera and starting shooting...and hoping for the best, which, as it turned out, didn’t turn out.

It may have something to do with the fact that my trusty camera went to camera heaven the next day. Do not know why.

I’m guessing, though, the bunnies may have put a curse on the camera. And why, you ask, would I consider such a thing? 

Simple. 

Little Bunny Foo Foo.

Perhaps you know about Little Bunny Foo Foo. Apparently, I was “supposed” to know about Little Bunny Foo Foo.

The Other Half seemed to think I should know about Little Bunny Foo Foo. After all, she sang the Little Bunny Foo Foo song at summer camp. And to our kids. 

Well, I did not attend a summer camp where the Little Bunny Foo Foo song was sung. I did attend a summer camp where I learned to appreciate fossils, something that has stayed with me for a long, long time. That’s another story.

Little Bunny Foo Foo, it seems, is not nice, at least when it comes to field mice. Seems that for some reason, Little Bunny Foo Foo goes hopping through the forest, scooping up field mice “and bopping them on the head.” Or, so the song goes.

Even better. Little Bunny Foo Foo had to deal with a Good Fairy, who apparently was the representative of some sort of bureaucratic government agency which prohibited the bopping of field mice on the head.

The Good Fairy levied a “three strikes and you’re out” penalty in Little Bunny Foo Foo’s direction.

“Little Bunny Foo Foo, I don’t want to see you Scooping up the field mice And bopping them on the head. I’m going to give you three chances, And if you don’t behave, And then, I’m going to turn you into a...Goooooon!” the Good Fairy declared. “And it won’t be pretty,” the Good Fairy added. In the third or fourth verse.

Little Bunny Foo Foo apparently was not deterred by the threat of punishment. The bunny kept on bopping field mice on the head. Finally, the Good Fairy had enough. 

“That’s it,” the Good Fairy declared. Then, she turned Little Bunny Foo Foo into a Goooooon! Complete with an exclamation mark! But just one!!!!!!!

Turns out that the Little Bunny Foo Foo song comes with a moral. That figures. You can’t just sing a silly song anymore. Everything has to have some sort of underlying meaning.

Just in case you were wondering, the moral to Little Bunny Foo Foo’s unfortunate outcome: Hare today, goon tomorrow. 

Get it? Bunny? Rabbit? Hare? Goon tomorrow? Gone tomorrow? Oh, never mind...

(Thank you to allnurseryrhymes.com for posting information about the Little Bunny Foo Foo song that I was “supposed” to already know everything about. I am sorry that I led a deprived childhood. I grew up in the suburbs. There were not very many bunnies around.)