This has been on my bucket list for so long! Okunojima, also known as The Rabbit Island…
I love rabbits. Love is a strong word, but I really love rabbits! My first and purest love was actually for a rabbit. This rabbit was my everything. She came to me when I was 10 and stayed with me through thick and thin until I was 20. She was my baby, and as a mother there was nothing else in the world that meant more to me than this creature. Her name was Nala. Nala had a bigger personality than most humans. It might be hard to believe that something so small as a rabbit can leave such a big hole in someone’s heart… I still get tears in my eyes when her beautiful face pops up in my mind. So if you ever find me randomly crying it’s probably her fault. However, this post is not about my Nala. This post is about a highlighted point on my bucket list; The Okunojima rabbit island. This is a famous Japanese island that is invaded by fluffy, long eared, heartbreakers.
I think I have some kind of weird aura around me that just attracts animals, especially baby animals. It took me less than 5 minutes from when I arrived at the island until I had become mama rabbit. I would sit a few meters from their homely hiding hole, and when rabbits are that young they do not normally come out at all. However, for some strange reason the cute little babies came out to smell me, and when I was about to leave them alone they just followed after me like a pack of ducklings. So I started walking faster, and a bit faster, but still they were determine to walk in the steps of their chosen human. So I ended up sitting on the grass beside Toby. My pack now got to meet papa rabbit. Papa rabbit was just sleeping on the bench so he was boring…
There was this one baby rabbit that refused to leave me out of her sight. She had a nose that was smashed with a scab, therefore, I called her Skanky Nose. Miss Skanky Nose had a weapon that none of the other rabbits had; she reminded me of Nala. Her way of pushing for attention and her silly happy dance was reflected in the black pearls under long flirty eyelashes. So Miss Skanky Nose became my favourite. Haha, even Toby thought that fluffy mess was kind of adorable. She fell asleep under me while I had positioned myself in a bum aching squat. But I stayed in this position for over 30 minutes just because I didn’t want to wake the skanky princess.
This had been a good day. My thoughts wandered down to the big hole in my heart. Nala… That evening Toby and I said very little to each other. Toby is such a wonderful man in that way; he knows when I need to heal my mind, he knows when I need me-time, he knows when I need just a hand to hold. We ended the day with me ordering summer in a glass (sangria-lemonade) and Toby, winter in a cup (chai latte): my two favourite seasons. Cheers to you, Nala!
Quote Of The Day:
“Being a mother is an attitude, not a biological relation.”
– Robert A. Heinlein