Rabbits part three.
This wretched and flippant
little memory is the only significant image our Rabbit breeding bad boy can
recall of Diana. She impinged upon him only superficially at all other times.
She wasn't one of the cagoolie types, that's for sure. O, did I mention the
cagoolies? We can talk about them another time. The cagoolies represent a
boot-on-the-other-foot epilogue to this story if you want to delve further into
the fecund manure heap of Bradfordania.
The red headed rabbit girl
came and went. Probably she never noticed she was a particular character in
this Romeo and Juliet reenactment. She lived in a nice house with a stone wall
and a garden shed, next to a park called Idle rec, overlooked by the railway
line at the back of the graveyard which you could get to by a cool snicket all
covered in ivy and delineated by an iron fence. There was a magical world on
the other side of the park where people lived in their own houses and probably
travelled to Leeds whenever they liked. So to the poor little bad boy with his
scruffy clothes and his stolen cigarettes she became a mystical creature once
he saw the lay of her shed on the posh side of the park.The interplay of his tragic fantasy and her innate
aversion to this smelly and irksome rogue with rabbit juice and nicotine on his fingers
probably speaks for itself - but our guy's laughable ability to continue banging his head
against a locked chastity belt knew no bounds and he agreed to come back next
week to do the pregnancy test.
This is show you tell if a rabbit is pregnant: A week after the mating you reintroduce the buck to the doe and if she is pregnant she squeals and stamps her foot. Please remove the buck immediately - pregnant rabbits are rather mystical creatures and can self-abort by ingesting their kittens, they will do this if the buck remains because anyway the buck is apt to eat his children. This is not a desirable state of affairs for the lady rabbit, she is a rather clumsy mother but makes the most beautiful nest for her babies from the softest fur on her breast which she plucks with her teeth - think angora, how warm and gentle it is. A baby rabbit is born blind and bald; they need a soft warm bed to be born into. And daddy is a forbidden guest.
Russian scientists, it is claimed, did an experiment -
a mother rabbit in a Moscow laboratory had her head wired, her kittens were taken
in a submarine and killed at specific intervals. The mother rabbit registered
signs of distress and sorrow at the times of her children's deaths. Rabbits
lack intelligence in many ways, but they are undoubtedly sensitive. Our boy is like
this rabbit, feeling the deadly crushing of unrequited lust as the conventions
and prejudices of society prevented him from importuning access to the rabbits
nest o paradise forever hidden form his gaze by our lady of redness, now dying
to see the back of the boy and his buck - who alas had also failed to impregnate
his wide eyed doe as white as a virgins bed.
Trudging home with a buck in a box, the boy felt a
sonic ripple searing through his soul in microscopic pricks as if the antithesis
of Eros was impaling him with barbed arrows of humiliation and whipping him
with lashes of mockery which brought up welts of laceration caused by Diana's pride
and her conditioning and her contempt and her scorn.
She never spoke to him again. The rabbit's name was Gerald.
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