Popo, Auntie and I went outside to do some odd jobs. I thought I’d look around the usual places for a rabbit. Popo said he’d seen one when he was mowing. I was poking around in the tall grass and there he was—I tracked him through the grass and out into to pasture. Then he headed back across the yard. I was still on his trail, but he was out of sight. Everybody was calling my name but I was too busy to stop. Then I got him in my sight and we were off—I was a few yards behind but he wasn’t getting away this time. I was yelping and he was squealing as we shot across the yard, around the shed and down through the garden. Then he was out of sight, darting into a drain pipe. I worked in the water and mud, trying to see if he was still in the pipe or had gone out the other end.
All this time, Popo and Auntie were calling for me. I knew they were looking for me but I just couldn’t give up the chase. Finally Auntie saw my butt sticking up out of the grass. She couldn’t help laughing—I was covered in mud for nose to tail. With all the water, I couldn’t pick up the scent so I guess it’s time for another bath!
