HOP, HOP, HOPPING A'LONG

Visiting bunny rabbit fountain.

I believe it was 2005 when my siblings and I decided to share the expense of a fountain for our mother's apartment in a retirement home.  It seemed like a good idea at the time.  However, mother was not pleased...though she graciously attempted to pretend she was.  The first tactfully stated objection was that the sound of the water kept making her run to the bathroom.  We disconnected the water. The second mention was, if she fell she might impale herself on the taller rabbit's ears.  Not a pleasant vision in any of our minds, and so the fountain had to go.

We had all paid a portion so it was decided the rabbit would visit each of us annually.  My sister took it first.  My brother and I forgot about it.  I'm pretty sure my sister forgot about it also and had it outside their home somewhere. Recently it dawned on me that the rabbit existed and inquiry was made of my sister.  She remembered we were to share the fountain but I told her not to worry about it.  We didn't have a place for it anyway.  

Recently we had a sibling gathering for our early Christmas celebration and, you guessed it, here came the rabbits.  My poor bil nearly had an attack carrying it to this little table.  (It is a very heavy fountain.)  My sister does everything with flair and had to put some festive touches on the fountain.  She commented that she hoped the rabbits didn't lose the glitter on their balls. 

Next year it is going to our brother...unless we forget about it for another 7 years.