“As the Easter dawn broke, a Bunny, taller than a full grown man and muscles flexed with determination, approached the tomb where Jesus lay dead.

“With a single effort, the Bunny lifted the massive stone blocking the opening, revealing the cold and darkened grave within. Moments after going inside, he emerged, gently cradling the dead Christ in his arms.

“The Bunny’s furry form rippled with strength, yet he placed the body of the still Jesus into a waiting golden chariot with a kind of gentleness belying that strength.

“The Bunny then turned to the gathered crowd, knowing his work was not yet finished, and from a basket, handed out colorfully painted eggs with a flourish; each one a symbol of the joy of resurrection.

“Then, with a nod to the heavens, the Bunny returned into the chariot, and, pulled by magnificent braying goats with shimmering horns, they set off into the sky, leaving behind a trail of Easter magic and the promise of hope fulfilled.”

-Buddha Cat Cult 3:31