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Bill Thompson
April 1993

A RABBIT NAMED FUDGE

     Once there was a rabbit named Fudge.

     Now Fudge had a grudge.  And he wouldn't budge.  Not Fudge!

     It happened this way.

     One beautiful Spring day the animals in the forest were playing tag, and Fudge was "it".  The other animals scattered in all directions so it would be harder for Fudge to catch them.  So he started sneaking around to see if he could surprise someone.  After a little while, he saw his friend Stripey hiding from him.  Fudge crept up behind him, slapped him on the back, and shouted, "Tag, you're it".

     Now, Stripey was a skunk, and you know what skunks do when they are frightened or threatened.  That's what Stripey did without thinking.  He sprayed Fudge with that old skunk odor we have all smelled.  He didn't mean to.  It just happened.

     Well, sir, Fudge decided Stripey did it on purpose, and he got so mad he quit speaking to Stripey.  And Stripey got mad at Fudge.  "After all," he said, "Everybody knows how I am."  So he wouldn't speak to Fudge.

     Now, while they wouldn't talk to one another, they talked to others about one another.  "Fudge is so hardheaded and high and mighty!  Always wiggling his nose like everybody else smells bad.  But he's not so great."  "That Stripey!  Did you ever notice how he prances around here showing off that long tail of his?  What's so great about a long tail?  I think a short, powder-puff tail looks much better."  And on and on.

     Fudge and Stripey were miserable, because they used to be the best of friends, but now they didn't even speak.  The rest of the animals were unhappy too.  If anyone played with one of the two, the other one thought he was taking sides.  And that made matters worse.

     Finally, things got so bad that the animals held a meeting and asked Double O (OO), the wise old owl, to help them.  And he did.  He got Fudge and Stripey together and talked to them and helped them to understand that they were not really enemies.  After all, rabbits and skunks don't kill and eat one another.  They are just different.  And sometimes folks who are different misunderstand one another.  And most importantly, he helped them to understand that what's done is done, and can't be changed.  So Fudge and Stripey apologized to one another, and became friends again.  And everybody in the forest was very, very glad.

     Now I'm not sure what the moral of this story is.  Maybe it's that we shouldn't make a big stink about things.  Maybe it's that you shouldn't slap a skunk.

     I guess I'll let you decide.


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