Kaninhoppning

One of these things is not like the other - MacGyver pretending to be a rabbit

I've stopped writing the post for today (so you'll never know what the weather was like here today) because **Breaking news just to hand**

Kaninhoppning.

Although it just happened this afternoon, I've already forgotten how I discovered the word "Kaninhoppning" but I praise all that is the good and great in the world that I did. All moments have lead to this; all roads have brought me here today; this is what I was born for.

On occasion in the last few months I've wondered why.. why in flips name do I have rabbits. Not just one or two but FIVE rabbits.

And now - now I have my answer.

Today, I found that kaninhoppning - or rabbit jumping* - is not only a thing, but it's a real** sport. 

A REAL SPORT!

A bright and glorious light has shone on my path - on my burrow - I have been called by a higher power (the internet) to lead my bunnies to a full and lucrative lives as professional show jumpers.

Seriously, the bunnies'll love it!

 *     No, not jumping over rabbits but rabbits jumping over things. 

** "Real" as in more than one person (and one rabbit) does it.

 

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ANZAC Day

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
      Between the crosses, row on row,
   That mark our place; and in the sky
   The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
   Loved and were loved, and now we lie
         In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
   The torch; be yours to hold it high.
   If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
         In Flanders fields.

"In Flanders Fields" written during the First World War by Canadian physician and Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae.

 

Blue Smoke, written by Ruru Karaitiana in 1940 on board the Aquitania troop ship.