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Walking My Tiger Home

His harness swung across his shoulders and neck, a little snug and uncomfortable underneath his chest we had to assure the neighbors his walk was in check they need not fear his displayed unrest. The leash was taut and kept him close at my side as we walked in unison boldly on display while each stranger stepped along the walk by a safe distance just further steps along the way. Suddenly, he bolted up, hind legs binkying in a huff dropping down and thumping loud his padded feet kicking out a tantrum cottontail of fluff Tiger, my lop eared bunny was tired of the street said " Let's go home now, I've had enough you've shown me off, put me on display now all I want is rest and something munchable to eat. then let the wild tiger in me sleep. (This is a story, a few years old but true, my avatar picture is Tiger as a kit but such personality and attitude. His mate was Daisy. Both rescued back in 2000 and giving joy for almost seven years,)

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