He was only a stuffed toy bunny, made of velveteen, buttons and sawdust. He lived in the closet with the other toys--until the day he was found and the magic began. A magic that was stirred by love--the love of a young boy. And it was this kind of love that cold make the Velveteen Rabbit real. But how real? He was still only a toy, who would grow old and be thrown away. He wasn't like the wild rabbits in the woods, who hopped and danced and wiggled their noses. Even with all the love and magic in the world, could the Veleveteen Rabbit ever be really real?