Well, this is the inaugural effort at something I don’t normally do. I’m sitting here trying to decide if the rain outside is really going to take us to that all time record of over 38 inches and hoping its not going to pound the garden into a swamp. The garden gnomes must be getting tired of this. the daffodils and freesias are finally in bloom as well as my sister’s long awaited iris.
I’ve been trying to come up with another BunniHoTep fable but for now enjoy this first one.
The Tale of the Tail
Once upon a time in a time very long ago there was a very small Egyptian rabbit
goddess. Her name was BunniHoTep. She was a beautiful rabbit with soft,
soft fur and a long bushy tail. She was very vain about this tail. It was a
pretty color and swooshed behind her. It did have a slight problem because
when she hopped it landed in the dirt.
Every day she would groom her tail and if she asked nicely Bast would help
her brush it out so it shined and shined.
BunniHoTep loved to go down to the banks of the Nile and watch the fish
swim by. She could watch for hours and hours. One day while she was
watching the fish a crocodile snuck up behind her and opened his very big
mouth with its very big teeth. BunniHoTep turned around and saw the very,
big, nasty crocodile and gave a big leap away and hopped and hopped for her
life. She heard the jaws go snap as she sped away. She hopped all the way
to Isis and Hathor’s House. (They were sharing a summer Temple that year.)
As she was nearly there realized she was hurting and slowed down and looked
behind her. Her beautiful tail was gone.
BunniHoTep cried and cried, “Oh. it hurts.” she said. Nursing her bunnie
hiney. “My lovely, lovely tail is gone.” She cried softly to herself. But
she didn’t cry softly enough and kind Isis and Hathor heard her.
Isis and Hathor picked her up and cradled her and soothed her hurt bunnie
BunniHoTep sobbed to Isis. “What will I do without my tail? It was so soft
and lovely and cushioned me when I landed.”
Hathor thought carefully and knew she had just the thing and went quickly
into the house and came back. She handed Isis an object and said to Isis.
” See if this works.”
Isis it took and laughed and said this will be perfect and she put the soft
thing right where BunniHoTep’s tail used to be. BunnieHoTep looked down
and her behind. There where her lovely long tail had been was one of
Hathor’s powder puffs. It was lovely and soft and white and was much more
practical than a long tale.
And that is why bunnies have fluffy powder puff tales.