All she could think of was protecting her baby rabbits. Really. . . quite a shame. Well, one could say, that the dogs ate well that night.
The condition of being lost in thought • Absentminded dreaming while awake • An abstracted state of absorption
Monday, December 11, 2006
down the rabbit hole
A rabbit down a rabbit hole, not to some, happy go lucky, place where cat smiles hang in the air and caterpillars smoke hookahs on mushrooms. Nope! This was not to be the fate of this poor, fluffy, pink nosed, whisker twitching, ignorant bunny. Getting away from the pack of angry and hungry dogs that were quick on her tail. . . that was the pressing concern.
All she could think of was protecting her baby rabbits. Really. . . quite a shame. Well, one could say, that the dogs ate well that night.
All she could think of was protecting her baby rabbits. Really. . . quite a shame. Well, one could say, that the dogs ate well that night.
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