
Title- Bunnicula: A Rabbit-Tale of Mystery (#1 in Bunnicula series)
Author- Deborah & James Howe
Illustrator- Alan Daniel
Publication Date- 1979
Length- 98 pages
Genre- middle grade, paranormal, animal story, humor
TW- threatened violence, mention of alcohol, attempted murder, starvation, slur (for Roma)
Normally, when I write a book review, I try to cover a book I haven’t read before and, aside from a few exceptions, I lean towards at least YA reading Level- this one is neither. I first ran into the Bunnicula series when one of my older cousins gave me Howliday Inn when I was a kid, and at this point it’s an old favorite. But after The Shining I needed something a little lighter.
The story begins when the lives of two family pets, a dog named Harold and a cat named Chester, are disrupted by a new addition, a small bunny found one stormy night. All seems normal, until dried white vegetables, with two tiny fang shaped holes, begin to show up in the kitchen and Chester pins Bunnicula as the prime suspect.
Bunnicula is a fun story, one that doesn’t take itself too seriously, more along the lines of The Munsters rather than something by Stine or Pike. It’s thoroughly lighthearted in tone, beginning with the premise of Harold being the books author and extending to Chester’s attempts to thwart Bunnicula (which includes a vampire pantomime and the results of confusing ‘steak’ with ‘stake’).
What really drives the story, in many ways, is the interactions between sarcastic, paranoid Chester and down-to-earth Harold. The authors succeed in leaning into animal stereotypes without it being overdone, the result being a bickering that bounces back and forth like a tennis ball.
If I had a complaint, it would be the fact that Bunnicula, the titular character, is a silent figure and largely passive. Of course, rabbits aren’t known for being vocal animals, still in a world of (at least among each other) talking animals, the silence feels strange, and I’m left wandering how an active Bunnicula would affect the story.
Initially, I wasn’t sure how the story would hold up under an adult eye, but I was pleasantly surprised to see that I enjoyed it almost as much as when I was a kid- only some of which I attribute to nostalgia.







