A sign?

So I recently posted about losing our beloved family rabbit, Rupert. We had him only one short year, but he made a huge impact on us. He passed away from health issues that I just couldn’t fix no matter how hard I tried, and believe me I tried hard.

If you didn’t read, or remember, he was brought to my door in a box by a little girl who caught him in our driveway. (I had seen him there days before.)

Well 2 nights ago, a guy we know, knocks on the door holding a box. And in that box is this guy.

This picture was taken the morning after. It was too dark to get a picture that night. The camera doesn’t do justice on how big he is.

Our Rupert took a very long time to settle in and allow us to pet him. And even then, he hated being picked up, and only liked head pets and scratches behind those sweet floppy ears.

This rabbit, just lets you pick him up. Any time. Loves being pet, is already jumping and playing, stretching out along the floor! He jumped in my baby girls lap in her bouncer and made her giggle, and my non speaking son with autism, sat next to him feeding him grass and said “here ya go!”

Needless to say I cried! Hearing my sweet boy talk makes me so happy! And not only talk but talk to this new animal that he loves!

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When trying to research the breed of this rabbit, (I believe he must be a mix of new Zealand and lion head) I read that this year (2023) is the year of the black rabbit.

In Chinese culture the rabbit is connected to the moon, thought to bring peace and healing.

The black rabbit has not been seen since 1963, as the 12 animals cycle with the 5 elements each lunar year. This year, the rabbit and water element have lined up. Water is associated with the color black, so comes The Black Rabbit.

Rabbits in many cultures are seen as a symbol of fertility, luck, and prosperity.

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This rabbit, as I was told, hopped right into a garage full of people that night. The guy picked him up, put him a box and drove him here.

Was this just random chance? Luck? Or was it fate? I couldn’t tell you but I will say that this feels like some sort of a sign. Maybe Rupert sent him, told him it was a good place to live? Or the gods are smiling on my family, showing a sign of good faith and fortune.

Regardless, this rabbit has been so very sweet and has nestled right in. He still needs a name, but I’m thinking of naming him Presley. Ya know, Elvis once once had mutton chops for a beard too so maybe it’s only fitting to be named after such a stylish guy.

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How is your summer break going so far?

~A