Bunny Carrot Girl

Bunny Carrot Girl

It really just tickles me silly to think of all of the wonderful things I can do.
A couple of years from now I will be able to get away with even more I bet you. Well, it’s not just about that really. It’s about way more than that.
I have been working as a gardener for some time now. Gardening is pleasant work, and it’s fruitful, to say the least. I plant lots of different types of vegetables and other sorts of things I am not at liberty to discuss. I wake up early, I plant and care for my garden all day and when night falls, I am back home.
One day not too long ago, I was busy busy fertilizing, picking, mixing, plowing, shoveling and watering, that I gotta tell you, I didn’t even have one second to breathe. Anyhow, as I was saying, there I was busy busy and you know, it’s been years that this one little bunny rabbit frequents my garden, but that day, little Peter Rabbit brought along a friend. I didn’t know what to do. I was so beside myself. You see, I’m not scared of Peter, he’s so cute and fluffy and furry and bunny like, but his friend… oh boy! His little bunny friend, or shall I say, mammoth-of-a-rabbit friend, was so super duper scary, I jumped back and held onto my shovel with such fear. Still to this day I shake when I talk about it. Anyway, so there I was staring at Peter’s friend, in my garden, holding onto a shovel for dear life, when all of a sudden the rabbit started to bark and growl. You think I’m lying, but trust me when I say, that was no rabbit.
As it turned out, I had dropped my glasses upon sight of Peter Rabbit and his jumbo friend so I couldn’t tell the difference between a rabbit and a dog. My faith was restored and my love for rabbits came full circle.
Oh dear me how happy I was to know that I still very much enjoyed a rabbits company. Because, let me tell you, if that gargantuan thing had turned out to be a rabbit and not a dog, I just don’t know what I would do with my bunny ears and carrot blazer.