Our Bonnie Rabbit

One of the best things that ever happened to our family was when my good friend and writing partner Gerry Keston gave us a Springer spaniel puppy, Bonnie.

Bonnie was a profoundly spiritual dog.  She meditated with me and exuded Zen calm and Buddhist compassion to all, even an intruder who broke into our house with a screwdriver and was greeted by Bonnie in our master bedroom with a mix of curiosity and friendliness.

Bonnie died of sudden heart failure in August 2006.  Bonnie’s passing, in a strange way, brought my wife Mamie and me closer together, because Mamie’s emotional response to the loss of Bonnie showed me a softer, more vulnerable side of my often tough and businesslike spouse.

A few weeks ago, Mamie spotted a rabbit in our backyard, and this rabbit appears to have made our backyard its home.  We decided to call it “Bonnie Rabbit,” in part because Bonnie also had strong back legs and loved to jump (hence the “springer” in Springer spaniel).

This morning Bonnie Rabbit came nibbling close to our sliding glass door, and I was able to get some close-ups with my telephoto lens.

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About John Mears

I teach English, take photographs, play guitar, write, do yoga, meditate, hike, play computer games, and love (and try to serve) humanity. If anything here touches you, let me know! Leave a comment! Subscribe! Enjoy! If you like the photos, you might like the greeting cards we will be selling soon!
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4 Responses to Our Bonnie Rabbit

  1. Domingo Rodriguez says:

    The appearence of this creature at this time is an omen.

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