|Majestic as F*ck|
I first learned about the Jackalope when I was just a little kid in the 1980's. My Dad's mom, Ol' Noreen, had a bust in her kitchen of said animal. I swear to Bob I thought it was a real thing! I never questioned the validity of this masterpiece, I just went right to the assumption this was something she had seen, done, and hung on her wall like a prized buck. It was probably the single best item in her house she owned, as far as I cared. One day, I asked Gramma what this rabbit was called. That was when she told me about Jackalopes.
According to Wikipedia, Jackalopes were the creative genius of a taxidermist in the 1930's because he thought "Hey, how many people would buy a stuffed rabbit with horns on it's head?!" It turned out that a lot of people bought it. Hell, I'm sure the second he put this beautiful creation out, people lined up around the block saying:
The great depression era was terrifying time with little interest in not much else.
As far as stories of about the Jackalope mythology, here are a few Wikipedia have suggested:
The jackalope has led to many outlandish (and largely tongue-in-cheek) claims as to the creature's habits. It is given the pseudo-taxonomic descriptor Lepus temperamentalus. It is said to be a hybrid of the pygmy-deer and a species of "killer rabbit". Reportedly, jackalopes are extremely shy unless approached. Legend also has it that female jackalopes can be milked - as they sleep belly up - and that the milk can be used for a variety of medicinal purposes. One of the few ways a Jackalope can be caught is by leaving out a bottle of whiskey, as it is the jackalope's sustenance of choice. It has also been said that the jackalope can convincingly imitate any sound, including the human voice. It uses this ability to elude pursuers, chiefly by using phrases such as "There he goes! That way!" During days of the Old West, when cowboys gathered by the campfires singing at night, jackalopes could often be heard mimicking their voices. Legend has it that they are dangerous if approached. It has also been said that jackalopes will only breed during winter electrical storms,
In hindsight, I do regret not asking for the Jackalope head after Gramma passed away. I do write this post in memory of her and her epic life & stories. She would have been 93 this week. Rest in Peace Gramma Noreen. I love you and miss you!