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Bunnies are naturally skittish. We can’t help it. When a big old human comes near, we bolt like lightning.
So when I first encountered Mrs. Wilson, I did what came naturally and quickly hopped outta there. Right under a large bush. The one that had red flowers a while back.
But Mrs. Wilson just smiled and said, “I won’t hurt you little bunny. I have some scraps from dinner that I thought you might enjoy.”
She left the veggies on the lawn and went back inside. Once she was safely indoors, I enjoyed a feast.
Maybe I misjudged her, I thought.
Mrs. Wilson has a garden in her back yard. She put a fence around it, because, you know, bunnies. Hey, don’t judge, veggies are delicious. Who could resist?
One day Mrs. Wilson was weeding her garden while I watched longingly. She saw me and smiled. Then she threw me a carrot. Oh, happy day!
I became a regular spectator at Mrs. Wilson’s gardening sessions. She never disappointed.
Mrs. Wilson tried planting a row of carrots outside the fence for us bunnies to enjoy. But the secret got out, and every critter in the whole neighborhood descended upon the crop. What a bunch of animals!
