After posting the Tale of the Flaming Bunny Rabbit a few days ago, I received a number of compliments and not a few of which indicated that it was a little hard to believe that this was a real story. Now I find that my tale is not a unique one. Infact, I am beginning to suspect that these insidious little cuddly mosters are up to something far bigger and more distructive than we could ever have guessed!
rereading my own tale, I can uderstand how it seems somewhat fantastical, but stripping away the telling of the tale, it becomes both mundane and believable at the same time.
I was working on a fire crew when a rabbit running from the fire pulled some embers across the line and after the fire went out of control, I had to use my emergency gear for protection until air support put out the fire with flame retardant laced water and made a right mess of everything.
Thems the facts. But not a very good story. It is in the telling of the tale that slightly abnormal becomes fantastical. We all have something out of the ordinary that has happened to us. How we relate that event is what takes the average into the remarkable.
I know that gray is your favorite color, but it makes reading your page similar to reading in very bad light. Do you wanna ruin your eyes?
"flaming bunny" gets 506 google responses
"flaming bunny rabbit" gets 32, the first 3 of which are your page or Ferrett's comments on it.
"flaming rabbit" gets 983, which strikes me wrong, because "flaming bunny rabbit" just FLOWS so much better.