One day at the barn the little, adorable bunny woke up to the sound of a bullet exploding out of nowhere. Startled, the bunny crept out of his little “Bunny Lodge”—(at least that’s what he thought it was because a sign that said “Bunny Lodge” was stuck to the outside of the “bunny lodge”)—through a hole he had nibbled when he was first born. First, he went towards a smell of rotting meat and heard Farmer Phil stomping in his direction he dashed back into his cage in a split second.
Peering out at Farmer Phil, he saw Phil was carrying a huge black and white behemoth. He waited until he had passed before he came out of his cage. He stayed behind the Farmer hiding in the shadows. Eventually he felt the cool grass under his feet but the smell of rotting meat was overpowering and Farmer Phil went into the slaughterhouse. Discouraged to enter the rancid domain, unknown of what was in there he turned and went back to the barn, and hopped into his cage.
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