msdisneyqueen asked: You wrote recently about how an ex of yours bullied you about Clovis Devilbunny, and that that's how you knew he was no good. What's the story behind Clovis? Was he a gift, and how long have you had him?
Oh goodness, the story behind Clovis. He was an Easter present from my parents when I was 21, and was named for a snarky young dandy in the short stories by Saki. I already had a number of stuffed animals (some of whom I still have, hi there Murphybear and Gunderson!), but there was an indefinable something about Clovis that was special.
A year or so later, I realized that of course, he was a vampire bunny, and needed fangs! So I spent the evening carefully trimming a pair of fangs from a spare set of plastic vampire teeth, and gingerly affixing them to my bunny. Once Clovis had his fangs, his personality became apparent, and everyone in my life (well, everyone who mattered) came to recognize that this little fanged bunny was … important. Not to be trifled with. Destined to rule the world.
When the RealHusband and I were engaged and discussing wedding plans, it was the RealHusband’s idea to have Clovis be our ringbearer, with the wedding rings tied to his paws with silk ribbons, which was a sure sign that I was marrying the right guy.
Do some people think I’m weird or insane for having a little fanged bunny I talk to and take very seriously? Of course. I don’t care, and I kind of pity those people for having no sense of wonder or magic.
(Clovis says “send cookies! send minions!”)