Ah, the bunny hug – a dance craze of the early 20th century.
And it originated in Canada, right?
The bunny hug that’s a Canadian national treasure is the hooded, pull-on sweatshirt – what most people used to call a kangaroo jacket (presumably because of the pouch-like pocket in its zipperless front) and what everyone now calls (wait for it) . . . a hoodie.
Oh, the flair. Oh, the imagination.
Me, I’m sticking with bunny hug, a term I picked up from my children and their friends in Saskatoon in the 1980s, even though it caused me considerable consternation years later when I couldn’t find anyone else who knew what a bunny hug was.
Strictly speaking (and of course, we are, as always), the aspect of bunny hug that’s a national treasure isn’t the, you know, actual sweatshirt.
No, it’s the regional idiom aspect. Bunny hugs are known by that name only to Saskatchewanians and a few Albertans. And isn’t it grand to have regionalisms somewhere other than Newfoundland?