CindyinSD
All will be well, and that will be well is well.
When I was, oh five, maybe, my mom handed me some lettuce and told me to give it to Fluff Bun. I took it out to the rabbit hutches, but it was SOOOO hot! I felt sorry for poor Fluff Bun and the lettuce had already started to wilt. What could I do??? I conceived the perfect plan and carried it out without a hitch...Every time this rabbit wants a treat she just sits there like a derp, waiting for me to bring her one.
My task brilliantly fulfilled, I forgot about Fluff Bun and drifted into some amusement or other until my Grandma (who was visiting) yelled. At ME! She wasn't supposed to yell at me. She was my GRANDMA! She grabbed my hand and marched me to the refrigerator where Fluff Bun sat in the open door shivering. He hadn't even touched his nice crisp lettuce.



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