Rabbit Hunting

I’ve been looking for rabbits all winter. I check all their usual hiding places—in the fence rows and between the big bales of hay. And nothing—nothing until this week. I was poking around the asparagus patch when out jumped a rabbit. I didn’t know where he was headed but I was right on this tail. Then he lost me when he got to the barn. Popo said they often hide under the boards that are stored there. Yesterday we were out for our walk when I stopped to check the asparagus patch and there he was again. He headed across the yard toward the road. I jumped over the tall grass and hit the ground running. Auntie was screaming and jumping and the rabbit turned and ran under a building. He got away again but I’m not giving up.