CHAPTER 32 – Hoppy New Ear
Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Dad sat on the floor, watching the ball drop at Times Square on TV. As Auld Lang Syne began to play, the camera panned to couples kissing and hugging, ringing in the new year.
Dad looked over at Abigail. He had let her free-roam in the sampler hay box on this special occasion. She heard him say something about hoppy new ears. “Maybe he’s getting uppity ears like mine!” she thought.
Oat hay was her favorite. She rooted through the box to find a piece with lots of oat kernels. She happily munched on the crunchy tips.
“Happy New Year, Abigail!” said Dad, “We’ve had quite a year together. I’m so glad you came to live with me!” Abigail stopped munching for a moment. “Oh, it’s Happy New YEAR!” she thought. Abigail looked up at Dad. She was grateful for the happy home he had given her.
Dad leaned over towards her to take a selfie of the two of them ringing in the new year together. To his surprise, she hopped out of the hay box and reached up and gave him a nose bump—sort of a bunny New Year kiss. “Hoppy New Year, Dad,” she thought, “I love you.”
Dad smiled. “I love you, too,” he said, softly. He looked forward to sharing another year of adventures with Abigail.
