daydreamer's footnotes

Have you ever wondered why one particular animal stood out to you compare to the rest the animal kingdom, especially during your childhood? It was as if the animal instantly connecting to the psyche without having to encounter a real one before it became your guidance animal.

Bunny rabbit became my spirit animal since I was six years old. After winning a local recital competition, my coach, who was also my grade one teacher, gifted me a rabbit plush, I called it Totou. Since then, I held it to sleep well into my 20s,

After many years of tear soaking and machine washing, the fabric on the bunny plush aged and I can no longer repair it by sewing. Recently, I decided to make the bunny plush a new outfit after acquiring the absolute basic skill in doing crochet and knitting.

It was not until I was in my 30s when I first touched a real rabbit. Through various encounters and how the events played out, I ended up living with the very first rabbit I touched. It was not until I have a bunny housemate that I began to understand why bunny rabbit is my spirit Animal.

I adopted my bunny housemate from a work colleague when there was a change in her life and she can no longer keep this bunny. I first met this bunny when he was just a few months old. I created a bond with this bunny when I looked after him for a month, twice, the following 2 years when my colleague went on vacations. One day, when bunny nearly 4 years old, my colleague asked if I can adopt her bunny. Without thinking that would mean to become a pet owner, I agreed. I started calling him BunBunSet after he came to live with me.

I see a part of my reflection in my housemate bunny. We shared a lot of similarity in character traits At the beginning when he officially came to live with me, I had a bit of trouble getting used to him. His distance yet quiet way of love, his hostile way of responding to your request at the beginning, his need for his own space to be himself… etc. Then I looked into his cute little face and realised that I am just like him.

There are so many fun and deeply philosophical observations in a house bunny way of life. Although BunBunSet left the world at 8.5 years old. I wish to continue sharing some of his philosophy over time here in my journal to honour his memories whenever I think of him.