This was the lucky one. The rest were chewed, mangled, dug up and stomped upon. I am haunted by the image of their cute little bunny faces laughing as they danced on my misery.
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I hate them all!
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Ooh! They are awful in spite of their cute looks. I would hate them too. Charlie would probably love to catch them for you. I’ll ship him over.
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Please do, I will look after him for you!
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Oh, dear! I haven’t seen any bunnies here–I think they were all shipped off to Texas (no, really!). The raccoons are hanging around, though: waiting for the figs to ripen.
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That sounds like another story!
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I completely understand! Between the jackrabbits and the squirrels…grrr!
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It is a battle, but one of the best sort. 🙂
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