Just a couple miles off the coast of Takehara, Japan, lies a small island with a dark history, wild parks and a large population of rabbits eager for tourist attention.
Okunoshima,
which is nicknamed Rabbit Island, has a circumference of just 2.5 miles
and attracts thousands of tourists a year. Visitors flock to the tiny
Inland Sea destination for its natural beauty and historic significance,
but mostly to feed and pet the hundreds of bunnies that call the island
home.But before Okunoshima was a giant petting zoo, it served as the base for the Imperial Army’s lethal gas operation. From 1929 to 1945, more than 6,000 tons of poison gas were manufactured on the remote island, and the program was shrouded in secrecy.
If you go, you could also visit the poison gas museum, in case your life isn't all about fluffy bunnies.
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The island now has a hotel, a six-hole golf course and a small camping ground.
It needs a shooting range.
Sorry. I meant to say 'vegetable garden'.
Bunnies are just cuter bigger rats. A pestilence on the land.....and garden.
(A dirty and bedraggled rabbit limps up to the new warren. He is dragging his back leg and is totally exhausted. They bring him to the Captain of the Owsla)
Hyzenthlay: (gasps) Reporting for duty sir!
Bigwig: Hyzenthlay.
Hyzenthlay: Sir?
Bigwig: What happened son.
Hyzenthlay: I have come here to join the warren sir. I claim asylum. I just can't take it anymore.
Bigwig: Why is it that bad?
Hyzenthlay: Yes sir. It has become intolerable. Dangerous. There are a lot of horrible new animals in the garden. It is getting very scary.
Bigwig: Really. What do you mean?
Hyzenthlay: Well it seems that a huge black sloth has moved into the garden. He doesn’t work and demands that everyone support him. It seems his ancestors were taken by force from South America hundreds of years ago and that everyone owes him reparations. He doesn’t care that he was freed from the zoo by PETA. He still think everyone owes him a living. So he never shuts up. He dominates every conversation and stops the normal live of the warren with his complaints and whining. It is more than a normal rabbit can abide. I fear he might follow me here. But he is probably too lazy and shiftless to do that.
Bigwig: That’s crazy. But the Owsla will watch for him. We are ever vigilant and we have a few tricks up our sleeve. But what of the Lady that owns the garden. Is she still busy adding to her collection of Paul Masson Wine bottles and fighting with anyone who tries to say that she is not left-handed?
Hyzenthlay: I honestly can't figure out what she thinks. She doesn't scold the sloth at all. She lets him howl and piss all over the garden. Instead she terrorizes poor gentle rabbits who can't say boo without her shouting over them and mocking them to the point that no one will remember what they had to say. At one point she chased them all out of the garden and closed it down. Some of them have left and gone away. They don't like how she treats rabbits. Now she only lets in a select few. But they have to lick her fingers and even her backside and stay at her beck and call. They are more like trained seals than free rabbits.
Bigwig: What of the rest of the animals who used to live there? Surely they must protest how the lazy sloth is fouling their home.
Hyzenthlay: Most of the ones you remember are no longer there. The crusty old badger is long gone. They set a trap for him and tried to kill him. Luckily he chewed off his leg and escaped. The gay blue jay only sings once in a while. He doesn't even sing about his poop anymore. I think he might have caught that bird flu or something. Many of the old rabbits are gone. Now only the timid and subservient ones are left.
Bigwig: What does the lady in the garden have to say? Is she sorry that she has driven so many fine rabbits away? I hear some of them have moved as far away as Japan.
Hyzenthlay: I don't think she cares. Or understands what is happening. She is just busy adding to her collection of Paul Masson bottles in the front yard. She doesn't care about the garden. At least not enough to pay much attention.
Bigwig: Well that doesn’t sound like much fun. Everyone is very happy here nowadays. That is why we will never be going back to the old garden. Hazel and Fiver and Strawberry and all the rest don't care about the old warren anymore. It is some much more fun here. You are welcome to live with us in peace and happiness.
Hyzenthlay: That wonderful. I feel like I am home.
Some bunnies wear onesies and drink hot cocoa.
OMG, Troop! If Haz doesn't F-P that, I will!
I don't know chickie.
We might get a visit from a complaining big toed sloth with a bad back.
Who needs that?
Troop....that was hilarious.
*Comes home from a busy afternoon*
*Turns on computer and eats some ice cream while computer warms up*
*Checks his blog posts for comments*
*Reads........*
Aiiiiiieeeeee! An old owl got into the rabbit patch!
How does that saying go?
Feed a bunny a fish and he wont eat it... teach a bunny to fish and you will make millions of dollars.
Ban Bossy Fluffy Bunnies!
Lem, are you leaning out? Or in?
I have no idea.
I thought Lem was bending over.
Or is that only at TOP?
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