Apparently, Pottery Requires a Bunny Supervisor

By Timothy Cadbury Hunny Bunny

Official AHHS Rabbit, Art Critic & Escape Artist

Hello, friends. Timothy Cadbury Hunny Bunny here.

I have something important to report.

We had our very first pottery wheel experience at Art, Heart & Hoofbeats Sanctuary, and apparently no one remembered to put me on the class list.

Obviously, this was an oversight.

Earlier, we had a wonderful group of young people, ages 11–17, visiting AHHS. They spent nearly 45 minutes hanging out with me and my best friend, Nugget—playing with us, talking to us, and, most importantly, feeding us.

I thought we had established a very reasonable standard for how a day at the sanctuary should operate.

People arrive. People admire Timothy. People feed Timothy. Simple.

But then the pottery class started.

Suddenly, everyone was gathered around these fascinating spinning wheels, putting their hands into clay and turning little lumps into bowls, pots, and all sorts of beautiful creations.

And I was expected to just sit there? Not today, I said.

So I got out. Someone put me back. I got out again. Back I went. Out I came.

By my fourth successful appearance, the humans seemed to realize something important:

Timothy Cadbury Hunny Bunny goes where Timothy Cadbury Hunny Bunny wants to go.

I was simply trying to understand what was happening!

From my excellent vantage point, I watched hands covered in clay gently shape and reshape each piece. Some pots became taller. Some became rounder. Some leaned a little—and then found their way back.

But do you know what I noticed most?

Everyone was so kind to one another.

There was laughter. Encouragement. People admired each other's work. Nobody had to make the same thing, and nobody had to be perfect. Each creation was different, just like each person making it.

I liked that.

Eventually, the humans decided my artistic enthusiasm might get me into trouble. Apparently, hopping around near spinning pottery wheels isn't considered an appropriate studio practice. Who makes these rules?

So after escape number four, I was moved into my exercise area where I could safely watch everything happening. Fine. I became the Pottery Supervisor.

And I must admit, the view was pretty good.

I watched beautiful things emerge from ordinary pieces of clay. I watched people try something new, help one another, laugh at the unexpected, and celebrate what they created.

That is one of my favorite things about AHHS. You never quite know what is going to happen here.

You might come to make a pot and discover something about yourself.

You might come to meet a rabbit and discover that he is remarkably talented at escaping. And sometimes, the best part isn't what you make at all. It's the people beside you, the laughter around you, and the feeling that you are welcome exactly as you are.

Eventually, the wheels stopped spinning, the potters headed home, and I retired for the evening with a carrot and a very respectable chunk of lettuce. Another successful adventure at Art, Heart & Hoofbeats Sanctuary.

Beautiful pottery created. New friends made. Four escapes accomplished. Carrot secured. Not bad for a bunny.

Until next time,

Timothy Cadbury Hunny Bunny

Pottery SupervisorProfessional Escape ArtistChief Lettuce InspectorArt, Heart & Hoofbeats Sanctuary 🐰🥕🏺