Rabbits are peaceful creatures, ready to accept conditions as they are, without any questions. Little Spotty was no exception. Even on that dreadful morning when he learned that his brown spots and blue eyes were to bar him from the pleasures to which his white-furred, pink-eyed brothers and sisters were entitled, it did not for a moment occur to him that something ought to be done to mend so absurd a situation. He just went away, broken-hearted.

But when, later on, he discovered how the kindly rabbits who had given him shelter in his distress (they were brown-spotted and blue-eyed like himself) coolly snubbed the little white bunny in their midst, the spirit of protest awoke in him, and he wanted to know the presumably powerful reasons which caused all these rabbits, otherwise so friendly, to behave in such an unfriendly way. To everybody's surprise it turned out that nobody had any reason. In the best rabbit tradition, everybody had just acted like everybody else. 

One must admit that they way both rabbit groups had treated a fellow rabbit—merely because of slight differences in exterior details—does not prove high intelligence, at least not by human standards. However, they deserve our unrestricted applause for their enthusiastic readiness to drop their former attitude once they had grasped its senselessness. A most happy ending is the result. 

(You will think, perhaps, this is a story with a moral; but how could human beings be supposed to learn a lesson from creatures such as bunnies, and imaginary bunnies at that?)

From the dust jacket