GREETINGS SHEEP!

   I am sitting here staring out my window. I suddenly have an overwhelming urge to chase rabbits. Now I'm no Elmer Fudd, but my boy Fred seems to be mocking me from the back yard and he's starting to piss me off. Fred is the father bunny rabbit who thinks he owns my backyard. He hops around eating the flowers and fallen apples, and taunts my dog Jeffrey because he knows that he is old and slow. I was out back the other day hanging laundry, yes laundry, and Fred hopped on over within five feet of me and proceeded to do that little rabbit thing with his cheeks and teeth. Oh how cute! NOT! I walked over towards him, and he didn't even bother to move. I stood above him staring uneasily, and he scurried quickly away only to stop another five feet and repeat the whole process over again. He thinks he's funny. I think rabbit bar-b-q sounds yummy. I'll be back later to share my recipe!

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