He lay there on his belly on the floor. Nose to nose with his rabbit while scratching its furry cheeks and under its chin. The rabbit was grinding it’s teeth with contentment as rabbits tend to do when they’re happy, like a cat would purr. It was then that the rabbit spoke to him. It did not open it’s mouth, nor did it utter any audible words. But it clearly spoke to him and it addressed him by his name.
‘You took good care of me’, it said. ‘That is something to be rewarded for.’ ‘You surely must wish for something very profoundly?’ it asked him while looking deep into his eyes. That unsettled him because the rabbit normally avoided looking into his gaze. He knew this was perfectly normal behaviour for a rabbit since in the animal world eye contact is the ultimate insult. It basically tells the other animal it’s about to die or going to be destroyed, neither of which he wanted to bring upon his beloved rabbit.
‘I know’, it told him, ‘you feel no desire to hurt me and you radiate a feeling of deep care about me’. ‘I sense this, like any animal senses good and bad. But one thing you must understand!’ It blinked it’s eyes, and suddenly sat upright tilting it’s head slightly to the left, thereby staring into his eye intensely. ‘Good and bad are only so much as concepts to an animal’ it told him. ‘They occupy the spot of our brain that we use for self-preservation and as a result we have no moral meaning to them. We animals will not consider something evil when it will feed, nor something good when it will hurt.’
‘I understand’ he said to the rabbit, ‘cats are really great at that game. They radiate an aura of opportunism about them and will take anything from anybody, as long as they can profit of it.’
‘Indeed cats are master of opportunity’ said the rabbit, ‘but then realise we rabbits are the masters of deceit!’ ‘We may look al furry, shaky and harmless but we will mercilessly kill any concurrents in the nest and viciously fight off any danger when there is no more running. But most of all, we do not know the concept of remorse! It is or it is not and there is no other way around. We do not do morality like you humans do.’
‘That being said’ the rabbit told him, ‘I have a special for you since today is the day I can do more. Today you may ask me to fulfill your most profound wish.’ ‘But …how?’ he asked the rabbit. ‘How and why does not matter’ the rabbit said and it nudged him with its nose. ‘Now what shall it be?’ it asked him.
‘I want to be happy for the rest of my life’ he told the rabbit. ‘So it will be then, if that’s your wish’ it told him. And at that same moment he felt intensely happy. A warm silky feeling crawling under his skin, a flow of intense heat warming his inside and a feeling of relief overwhelmed him. And it was then that he died.