Wild Baby Rabbit

One time found me a wild baby rabbit,

so cute and fluffy was he.

Use to play with him by the

old weeping willow tree,

in the yard so big and care free.

Shep left this little creature alone,

he knew better after killing

my pet racoon I had.

I was still worred about this

little guy, but found out it was not

shep I had to worry about, but me.

One day I could not find the fluffy

little guy, while searching for him,

I stepped on him and that was the

end of my  pet baby rabbit.

written 8-8-11
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Wesley Avatar
August 11, 2011 at 10:01 AM
Oh these stories are so sad. We had a similar thing happen to a little one and it is awful to think about. Your critter stories are great,.
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