I have a friend who gives me rabbit that is caught in the Springdale area. Bottled and everything. No fuss, no muss. Brilliant! We all need friends like that! I decided that this was the week for the bottled rabbit to be shot...with my camera.
My son told me something quite interesting about rabbits and the Japanese language. He lived in Japan for three years and managed to get a good handle on the lingo. One of my favorite stories that came back with him has to do with counting things in Japanese and Buddhist monks.
The Japanese don't have numbers like we have in English, they have 'counters'. One of the ways that counters differ from numbers is that different groups of objects have unique counters. For example, the counter used to count birds differs from the one that is used to count animals.
The interesting thing is, rabbits are counted as birds. How can this be? A rabbit is not a bird.
There are a few theories floating around to explain the anomaly. The one that I like best has to do with the Buddhist monks.
As the story goes, Buddhist monks were only permitted by the Emperor to eat fish and birds; land animals were not permitted in their diet. But the monks reeeeally liked rabbits. Hmmmmm. What to do?
Well, the monks decided to literally count rabbits as birds; they used the bird counter to count rabbits. And, logic would tell you that if they were counted as birds then, by gosh, they must be birds. And, if they were birds, the monks could eat them.
Semantics, combined with a very small dose of logic. You gotta love it.
I usually think of my father-in-law, Gordon, when I think about rabbits. Not because he really liked to eat them (as he very well might have), but because they made him laugh. At least, one rabbit in particular. Bugs Bunny.
We lived with Gordon on occasion and some of my favorite memories of those times were listening to him chortling at the Saturday morning cartoons. Bugs Bunny in particular.
Gordon would sit in his cracked up, green, lazy boy chair and crack up at the cartoons. A lot. There were a few times I thought he was going to fall off that chair, he was laughing so hard.
Bugs Bunny sings the song Rabbit In Red in the skit Windblown Hare. Classic. Listening to Gordon's laughter was funner than the skit itself! If you are a fan of those old cartoons, you can view them on the website Super Cartoons.
Nothing like a good dose of laughter on Saturday morning, or any morning as a matter of fact. Tonic for the soul. And there is nothing like a nice bowl of rabbit stew. Tonic for the body. A good combination.
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