Troubadour and Buddha. A rabbit story. P1.


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One day a young rabbit found himself alone in the family den.

His sister, 10 seconds younger had nuzzled him to go above
to play. But he found the sun, flowers, bees, hay, mosquitoes and an occasional rattlesnake a lot to negotiate one month into life. He decided he would rather snuggle with the cool earth and wait for legitimate ideas and deeds. He was certain there was more to life than the stresses above. So he kept house and sat in just
the right place to have full choice of any of mother’s milk when she returned.

Days went by and neither mother nor siblings came home. He became
very scared, very hungry, very tired.

……………. See next page. 

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