Christmas had passed and a new year was about to begin. Dad looked forward to spending a quiet New Year’s Eve at home with the buns. To him, going to a New Year’s Eve party was just an unnecessary TAB—Time Away from Buns.
This year, there was someone new at the House of Buns. It was Bentley’s first Christmas—and New Year’s Eve. For Christmas, Dad had given Bentley his own Christmas tree—it was white with multi-colored lights and purple balls. Bentley had never seen a Christmas tree before. He stood up on his back feet and looked the tree up and down. “Wow, is that for me?” he wondered. “Yes, it’s for you. You’ve been a very good bun this year,” said Dad. Next to his tree hung a matching purple stocking, with white faux fur trim that matched Bentley’s fur.
As midnight approached, Bentley watched the confetti ball drop. He ran over to play with it, tossing it around and tearing at it to get to the next layer of tasty treats. After playing with it for awhile, Bentley flopped down on his side—a happy, content bunny.
He thought back on his first year of life. It had been a close call. He almost didn’t make it to the end of the year. But thanks to a turn of events after he was “set free”, he was turned in to a shelter. And then, thanks to Auntie Heather and the Rabbit Haven, he was saved at the eleventh hour, which led him to his wonderful new home at the House of Buns with Dad and Abigail.
Bentley felt very lucky. “Miracles do happen!” he thought. Sometimes, a bad situation turns into a good situation. Just when you think all hope is lost, the light shines through. It had been a very good year for him.
Dad came over and gave him a pet and a kiss on the ears. “Happy New Year, Bentley. I’m so glad we found each other!” Bentley nuzzled Dad back. He felt the same. He couldn’t wait to see what adventures the new year would bring.
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