Once upon a time there lived a little bunny named Mimi. Mimi lived in a little house with their Mama Bunny, and liked to take walks through the woods to visit their Auntie Bunny.
One day Mimi was leaving Auntie Bunny's house, when Auntie Bunny gave Mimi a big stack of acorns to take home and share with Mama Bunny. Mimi held tight to the acorns, but their little paws couldn't keep all of them. One fell in the road, and one fell in the ditch, and one fell right off the bridge and into the creek, and by the time Mimi got home there was only one acorn.
"What do you have, Mimi?" Mama Bunny asked, helping Mimi with their coat.
"An acorn, mama," Mimi answered. "Auntie Bunny sent them to share, but I dropped one."
"Mimi, have you lost your little fuzzy mind?" Mama Bunny asked. "Paws are not for carrying acorns. Acorns you wrap up nicely in your bandanna, and tie a knot, and put the whole thing in your pocket where no acorns can escape."
"Okay, Mama," Mimi agreed. "I'll remember."
The next week, Mimi walked to visit Auntie Bunny again. And this time, at the end of the visit, Auntie Bunny gave Mimi a big, beautiful cone full of delicious strawberry ice cream. And this time, Mimi remembered the acorns, and very carefully put the whole thing in their bandanna, tied a little knot, and put it in their pocket.
It was hot, and on the walk back Mimi kept thinking about that delicious looking ice cream, and how much they were ready to eat it, even if it would be shared with Mama Bunny. But it was a hot day, and the ice cream in their pocket kept getting smaller and smaller, and stickier and stickier, until Mimi got home and was pink and sticky instead of Grey and fuzzy.
Mama Bunny met Mimi at the door.
"Mimi, why are you sticky? Weren't you just going to Auntie Bunny's house?"
"Auntie gave me some ice cream!" Mimi announced. "I remembered what you said about the acorns, and I wrapped it up really carefully and put it in my pocket so I'd still have some to share."
"Mimi, have you lost your little fuzzy mind?" Mama Bunny asked. "Pockets are not good for ice cream. Ice cream is a treat just for you. Hold it carefully and lick until it's all gone."
"Okay, Mama," Mimi agreed. "I'll remember."
And Mama Bunny took Mimi inside for a bath.
The next week, Mimi went to see Auntie Bunny again. And at the end of the visit, Auntie Bunny pulled out a hedgehog and gave it to Mimi. A small hedgehog, the kind that eats without a spoon and doesn't wear a waistcoat. And Mimi smiled, and thanked Auntie, and very carefully took a big lick of the hedgehog.
The hedgehog did not much enjoy being licked, but Mimi liked it even less. Hedgehogs, for those unfamiliar with them, are rather sharp. And Mimi ran all the way home, with prickles in their tongue and more prickles in their paws from holding the hedgehog in whatever way they could, and ran right into Mama Bunny at the door.
"I BLIKD M HEDMBHG!!!" Mimi announced with a fat tounge. "IH HRDS MMM HLP!!!"
"Mimi, have you lost your little fuzzy mind? Hedgehogs and ice cream are very different. Hedgehogs need to be on the ground on their own paws, and you can put down breadcrumbs from your snack to make them follow you."
Mimi didn't answer this time. Their tongue was still full of prickles. Mama Bunny sighed, and took the hedgehog away to give it snacks and a soft a place to sleep, and went back to help Mimi pick the prickles out of their tongue and paws.
The next week, Mimi went to visit Auntie Bunny again. And this time, at the end of the visit, Auntie Bunny handed Mimi an entire, fluffy, sticky, delicious carrot cake, and sent them on their way.
Mimi remembered what Mama had said about the hedgehog. And Mimi set the cake right on the ground, on its own paws, and tried to get it to follow crumbs. But that stubborn cake just wouldn't move, not a bit. And Mimi kept trying until they ran out of snack.
But that wasn't the end. Maybe, Mimi thought through the fuzz in their mind, the cake was more like ice cream. And so Mimi picked the cake back up, and held it carefully, and took a very small lick, just in case it was sharp.
The cake was not sharp. It was delicious. And in no time at all, Mimi had licked off all the frosting, but the cake itself wasn't going anywhere. So Mimi thought harder than they had ever thought before in their little fuzzy life, and remembered the acorns.
So Mimi took out their bandanna, and wrapped up the cake, and tied a knot. It wouldn't quite fit in just one pocket, but Mimi stuffed it down the front of their jacket, which was mostly like a pocket. And finally, finally, Mimi managed to walk all the way home.
Mama Bunny was waiting, wondering what could possibly take Mimi so long. Auntie Bunny did not live a very long way away. But Mimi came in, and took off their jacket, and very proudly presented Mama Bunny with a wrapped parcel - slightly squashed, but whole.
"Carrot bread, for me?" Mama Bunny cooed. "Mimi, maybe you do have a little fuzzy mind after all. I'm so proud of you. Go wash up and I'll cut this up for dinner."
"No thank you, Mama," Mimi answered sleepily. "I'm full from licking all the icing off that carrot cake."
"Carrot cake?!" Mama Bunny exclaimed. "Mimi, I don't think you've lost your little fuzzy mind. I don't think you ever had one at all."
"Maybe Auntie will give me one sometime," Mimi suggested.
"Maybe, maybe not," Mama Bunny grumbled, "But I guess I'd better come with you to make sure it gets home in one piece either way."
And for all the weeks after that one, Mama Bunny came along to help with Auntie's treats. Most of the time, the hedgehog went along, too. Nobody knows if Mimi ever did get a little fuzzy mind... except perhaps for the hedgehog, but it never has talked and maybe never will.