Arpeggio was a very angry little bunny.
So angry, in fact, he hopped all the way across the field.
He hopped through the rows of peas and carrots to the fence
where the wild blackberries grew.
He was so angry he thumped his big powerful back feet until
a cloud of dust floated up around him and made him sneeze.
That made him even angrier still.
He flopped his ears and lifted his tiny front feet to wash
the dust out of his nose.
Today was turning out to be a very very bad day.
It all started when he went home after breakfast.
The sun had been up when he went out to find something yummy
to eat for breakfast.
He’d hopped over
to the strawberry patch and eaten until the soft downy fur around his mouth was
pink and his belly was full.
He was happy when he went back to his burrow to see Mama
Bunny.
Until he saw the little wriggly
things gathered in a little pile beside his Mama.
“Arpeggio,” she said “meet your baby brothers
and sisters.”
Arpeggio couldn’t believe his ears.
They shot up and he twitched his nose to get
a whiff of the little things that couldn’t be baby bunnies!
They didn’t look anything like him!
“But Mama, they can’t be my brothers and
sisters! They don’t look like me! I don’t like them!”
He let his ears flop back down and thumped
his back feet again.
And sneezed again.
“Well Arpeggio,” his mother said “they won’t look like you
for a while, they’re just babies, soon they’ll look just like you do.”
“But….they don’t even have fur! “ Arpeggio whimpered. “They’re ugly!”
His mother looked at him and twitched one ear in his
direction.
“Arpeggio, that’s not very
nice, you looked just like this when you were a baby, and they’re your
family. Family is the most important
thing in the whole wide world.”
Arpeggio shook his head until his ears flopped all around
his face and then he stood up on his back legs, nose twitching wildly.
“I don’t want to be nice! I don’t like them at ALL!”
With that, he thumped once, twice, then three
times, hoping it would make the ugly baby bunnies sneeze too and then hopped
off as fast as his legs and feet would carry him.
That’s when he wound up at the blackberry patch.
And that’s where Father Bunny found him.
“Arpeggio, I’ve been looking for you son, Mama Bunny was
worried about you.”
Arpeggio wouldn’t look at Father Bunny.
He turned his head so he wouldn’t have to see
him.
He was still very angry about the
baby bunnies.
“She’s too worried about
the new baby bunnies to worry about me.”
He ended his sentence with another thump.
His feet were getting sore and his legs were
tired from thumping so much.
Father Bunny hopped around until Arpeggio had to look at
him.
“Son, I know you’re angry, but just
because Mama Bunny has new babies doesn’t mean she loves you any less. We both love you very very much and we always
will, no matter how many brothers and sisters you have.”
Arpeggio leaned up and grabbed a fat, juicy blackberry with
his teeth and chewed it until it was gone.
He flopped down on the ground and looked up at Father Bunny.
“But you won’t love me as much anymore.”
He let one ear flop down over his eyes.
“You have to love them now too, so there
won’t be enough love left for me.”
Father Bunny chuckled and laid down beside his son.
“Do you know what happens to Mama and Father
Bunnies when they have new baby bunnies?”
He looked over at Arpeggio and nudged his shoulder with his little pink
nose.
Arpeggio wanted to stay mad, but he loved it when Father
Bunny laid down with him, so he lifted his ear from over his eyes so he could
look at Father Bunny.
“What
happens?”
His nose twitched just a
little from curiosity.
Father Bunny sighed and stretched, kicking out his very
large back feet.
“Well, every time a
Mama Bunny has new little baby bunnies, her heart gets bigger. Just big enough so she’s got enough love for
her new babies and the babies she had before too. Like you.”
He looked over at his son with a little smile just for him.
“Father Bunnies too. I know because my heart just got bigger this
morning.”
Arpeggio hopped up and looked at Father Bunny from the tip
of his ears to his little fluffy tail.
“You don’t look any bigger. If
your heart got bigger wouldn’t it make you look bigger too?”
He wasn’t so sure about all this, and he was
still trying to be angry.
Father Bunny laughed but stayed where he was, looking up at
his son.
“It’s hard to explain and it
might not make sense, but your heart can grow as much as you let it, you won’t
see the difference, but you can feel it. “
He got up then and looked over the field full of tomatoes and lettuce
and potatoes and greens.
“Come back home
with me and I’ll show you.”
“I don’t want to go home,” Arpeggio said, but he looked over
the field to where he knew Mama Bunny would be with the new babies.
“What if she loves the new babies more than
me?”
Father Bunny hopped once hoping Arpeggio would follow.
“Son, there’s room in our hearts to love you
as much as we ever have. You’re our son
and you will always be our son, no matter how many baby brothers and sisters
come along. I bet if you give your
brothers and sisters a chance, you’ll feel your heart grow too so you can love
them as much as we love them. And you
too.”
Arpeggio didn’t want to believe it.
He didn’t understand how his heart could grow
and make him love the ugly little bunnies he’d seen earlier. They didn’t even have pretty soft fur like he
did, and they had teensy tiny little ears that wouldn’t even flop. “I’ll try,” he said “but what if my heart
doesn’t grow?”
Father Bunny laughed.
“It will son, it will. Let’s go
meet your brothers and sisters.”
He
didn’t give Arpeggio time to think about it before he started hopping
home.
Arpeggio followed, sure he would
never love those ugly little things.
When they got back home, he poked his head in and twitched
his little nose, sniffing again.
They
even smelled funny.
Mama Bunny smiled,
looking happy.
Arpeggio liked it when
Mama Bunny was happy so he hopped all the way in.
Mama Bunny got up and stretched lazily.
She hopped over and washed Arpeggio’s ear
tenderly.
“I’m glad you came home son, I
love you so very, very much.”
Arpeggio
wiggled when Mama Bunny licked his ear, looking up at her until she leaned down
to kiss his little twitchy nose.
The ugly baby bunnies wiggled all over the place like little
worms.
They were tiny and pink and some
had little spots that you could barely see unless you looked really hard. Arpeggio hopped over so he could sniff them
again.
They didn’t smell as funny as
they had before.
They smelled a little
bit like Mama Bunny.
Father Bunny and Mama Bunny kept back so Arpeggio could
spend time with his new brothers and sisters.
He sniffed each one until one rolled over onto his back and whimpered so
softly he wouldn’t have heard it unless he’d been right there.
He leaned over and nudged the baby with his
nose until it rolled back over onto it’s belly.
“They’re still ugly,” he said “are they ever going to look
like me?”
Arpeggio turned to look at
Mama Bunny and Father Bunny.
Mama Bunny laughed and hopped back over to lay down with her
new babies.
They wiggled and squirmed
until they were as close to Mama Bunny as they could get. “Soon son, they’ll look a lot like you. Right now they can’t see and they can’t get
around on their own. They need me and
Father Bunny to help them. And they need
their big brother too. You need to help
teach them where the blackberries are.”
Arpeggio thumped again, but this time it was a happy thump,
even though it still made him sneeze. “I
know where the best blackberries are! I
know how to find the strawberries too!
Will they like strawberries?”
Father Bunny chuckled and hopped over to sit beside his son,
looking at him and then at his new sons and daughters too. “I’m sure they will. Before you know it, they’ll be hopping all
over the place and you’ll need to teach them where to find strawberries and
where they can’t go without getting hurt.
Do you think you can help me and Mama Bunny take care of them all?”
Arpeggio looked at the little bunnies again.
Maybe they weren’t so ugly after all.
They’d need him since he knew the garden
better than any other bunny rabbit ever.
Mama Bunny and Father Bunny still looked at him like they always had so
he knew they still loved him, and while he looked at the baby bunnies, so small
and pink, with their tiny little ears, he felt his heart grow a little.
Then it grew a little more.
And a little more.
It grew a
little for each of the little baby bunnies until he knew he’d love them
all.
He’d be the best big brother ever
and he’d teach them all about blackberries and strawberries and even about his
favorite thing ever.
The carrots that
grew at the very edge of the garden.
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