Totalitarian Rabbits?

I wrote “totalitarian bunnies” but that was just, well, wrong.  Our bunny rabbit friends forgot to bring one major item to the new warren:  female rabbits.  Oops.

Thus, their next quest is to find some “does” and bring them back to the warren.  They hear of another warren not far off with loads of lady bunnies to spare.  But, they find a warren that’s focused on one thing and one thing only:  safety.  “And the one fear of every rabbit in it is that men are going to find them and infect them with the white blindness. The whole warren is organized to conceal its existence, the holes are all hidden and the Owsla have every rabbit in the place under orders.  You can’t call your life your own: and in return you have safety–if it’s worth having at the price you pay.” (emphasis added) And then it gets even better:  “Every rabbit is marked when he’s a kitten: they bite them, deep….They then can be told by the scar for the rest of their lives.”

Think these cuddly bunnies might not want to share their lady friends?  I love this book.

 

 

Watership Down

I’ve had Watership Down on my bookshelf for thirty-seven years.  I moved it from my parents house, to college, to an apartment, to another apartment, to a house and to another house, because I wanted to read it.  In Stephen King’s the Stand (my favorite book), Stuart Redman (my favorite character) refers to Watership Down (It was about rabbits!), and remembered it was on my “to read” list.  On the television show Lost,  James “Sawyer” Ford  (my favorite character) sits on the beach reading Watership Down after the plane crash. Again, I remembered.

Finally, I’m reading it.  At 129 pages, I can see why Stephen King had Stuart reading this at the beginning of the Stand–a bit of foreshadowing and preparation for Stu.  Because, really, this is a war story.  “Since leaving the warren of the snares they had become warier, shrewder, a tenacious band who understood each other and worked together.  There was no more quarreling….They had come closer together, relying on and valuing each other’s capacities.  They knew now that it was on these and on nothing else that their lives depended, and they were not going to waste anything they possessed between them.”  War bunnies?

(I’m not going to say I’m heading back down the rabbit hole.  I’m just not.)