Easter came and went while I wasn’t paying attention. Or I guess, more to the point, as part of the constant slow march of days that I’ve lost track of. It faded into the background of “ye olde end times” and I kind of missed it.

But I’ve been thinking about rabbits and other animals as part of my Pugmire map making fun. I’ve been reading source books about anthropomorphic dogs and cats, so how animals would act in a human-like society has been on my mind.

And to put these two random tangent thoughts in some semblance of order, I give you this picture.

I think it was from an old Pier One catalog around springtime and Easter. I found it saved in my photos and had nearly forgotten it existed. And it’s a crazy thought exercise, because if these rabbits exist in a society, it is one wild place. At first I thought they were working under DuckTales rules, where pants are sort of optional and no one really makes an issue out of it. There is one rabbit wearing pants in the picture, but that could still work. That could be crazy Uncle Frank with his pants on. Or maybe pants are only necessary when you’re riding a bike? For safety, I guess? It’s weird, but that didn’t break my suspension of disbelief for this magical rabbit land.

But then there’s that bunny in the middle who only has a bow on. And there’s no way to explain that away. All the neighbor rabbits have to be scandalized by that one. There’s Susan again, laying naked in the yard with just that big pink bow around her neck. Really, the nerve of some rabbits.

And that is how my brain works when I’ve been stuck in the house since before Easter.