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âHey, ho, hum!â exclaimed Uncle Wiggily Longears, the rabbit gentleman, as he stretched up his twinkling, pink nose, and reached his paws around his back to scratch an itchy place. âHo, hum! I wonder what will happen to me to-day.â
âAre you going out again?â asked Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, the muskrat lady housekeeper. âIt seems to me that you go out a great deal, Mr. Longears.â
âWell, yes; perhaps I do,â admitted the bunny uncle. âBut more things happen to me when I go out than when I stay in the house.â
âAnd do you like to have things happen to you?â asked Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy.
âWhen they are adventures I do,â answered the rabbit gentleman. âSo here I go off for an adventure......â
Excerpt from "Uncle Wiggly and the Garden Maid", 1922
Little Miss Sidney Bunny left this world after a sudden illness, for a new adventure of her own on Monday, June 2, 2008 at approximately 6 p.m. She is survived by countless barks and purries (especially P.J and Bella), a mommie and daddy that will miss her terribly.
My favorite bed-time story book as a child was the wonderful "Tales of Uncle Wiggly", the wise old bunny rabbit gentleman who roamed the forest around his tree stump "bungalow" in search of adventure. There was always a lesson to be taught and learned by every one and everything he encountered.
Sidney's adventures began in a simple metal cow trough at a retail store and exploded when she was thrust into a loving home alive with creatures totally unlike herself.
Secure in her "bungalow" and sensing that I was her "Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy", she embraced her new world and set out not content to just "blend in", but to be an outstanding part of everything that life had to offer.
She reminded me of how petty humans can be when a creature as small, and defenseless as she, can put her fears and differences behind her and just love living.
It's hardest to remember when youâre holding them in your arms in that final moment, no matter what the cause or regardless of their age; the fact remains that they aren't ours to keep forever. As humans, we are their guardians, their champions, in charge of keeping them safe, healthy and loved for as long as God will allow.
How ironic and wonderful, that Sidney was chosen to come into our lives, maybe not the wise old bun that Uncle Wiggly was; but wise for her years, able to leave yet another lasting and dearly loved impression in my mind forever, like a final chapter from Uncle Wiggly's book........
Rest in Peace sweet Sidney! I wish I could have done more!