Dear “pretty pretty Flower,” we heart you. We know that other people love Bambi simply because of the beautiful scenery and the adorably precocious Thumper and the entirety of the twitterpated scene. But we know there’s more to this fewer-than-thousand-word story than that. We know that you’re the secret greatness of this movie.
We know that your most famous line is the one we can quote backwards and forwards and in your exact intonation.
We know we wished we had built-in blankets when we saw this scene.
We know we’d call in sick for hibernation if we were this cute:
We know that your response to Owl’s definition of twitterpated is the most endearing.
We know this is you being scared, doing exactly what we wish was socially acceptable for us to do when we’re scared.
We know you have possibly the cutest wave in animation history.
We know this moment is about twelve different kinds of heartwarming.
And we know that we couldn’t fathom how cute a blushing skunk was until you entered our lives.
In conclusion (as our high school English teachers used to say), we love you, Flower. And we just wanted you to know that no matter what everyone else is paying attention to when they watch Bambi, we always have a soft spot for our favorite skunk in the whole wide world.
P.S. Don’t think we don’t know that Flower wasn’t your name before you met Bambi. The fact that you let a baby deer who was just learning to speak give you a nickname that stuck forever is just further proof that you’re worth every word of this ode.
