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Beany Bunny and Christmas
By Amy Bremers


Beany BunnyHi! It’s Beany again, your long-eared, furry, rabbit columnist. Happy holidays!

I’m getting into my senior years as a house rabbit (almost eight years old), so I’ve been around a while. As a friendly, sociable bunny, I sometimes go to day-care facilities, nursing homes, and other places my mom feels inclined to show me off.

The Christmas season is always fun for me. Besides the fact that I get to hang out beneath an indoor tree and rip the paper off the presents underneath, I get to go places and see the different traditions people have and how they celebrate one of the most joyous commemorations ever.

I’ve moved a lot since I’ve been alive. But no matter where I’m living, my family (and by family I mean my mom and whatever other bunnies she has at the time) has two things we do every Christmas.

First, at some point during the holiday season we celebrate Christmas with my mom’s friends. My mom goes to her friends’ church for its Christmas cantata. Afterward, everyone meets for a fancy lunch and present-opening. The kids take turns picking presents to hand out, in between petting me if we happen to be at my house. Then each person picks a favorite carol to sing.

The second tradition we have takes place on Christmas Eve. We pack up and go to my grandma’s house (it’s over a river but, being in Nebraska, not through any woods). While I explore my grandma’s basement and hobnob with her bunnies, my mom and grandma visit a neighborhood that is completely soaked in Christmas lights and music. Rows of cars with their lights dimmed roll slowly along the usually snow-packed streets. When they come home, they open gifts. Grandma even always has one for me!

Traditions are so important to my mom. When she was a child, she didn’t get to celebrate Christmas much. Now she looks forward to participating in activities that honor the birth of Jesus. I don’t think that it matters the exact way that we celebrate this meaningful season. It’s what is in our hearts that is the most important. When I am visiting those nursing homes and day-care centers, every day is like “Christmas” for me!

© 2006 Amy Bremers

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