“Cousin Cottontail has invited us over this evening,” said Lady Love, as she put away the dishes. “She has a new radio set. We’ll go over in time to hear the Jack Rabbit Man tell his stories.”
“Ha, ha!” cried the little bunny, “that will be fine!” and with a skip and a jump he hopped out on the porch where the little canary lived in her gold cage.
“Hello! Little Rabbit,” she twittered. “What makes you so happy?”
“Didn’t you hear what mother just said?” he asked, twinkling his pretty pink nose.
“No, what did she say?” answered the pretty yellow bird.
“That we are invited over to Cousin Cottontail’s to listen to David Cory’s bunny stories.”
Just then out hopped Lady Love and without waiting to tie her bonnet string, hurried after her bunny boy who was already half way to the little gate in the brambles.
But, oh, dear me, and oh, dear all of you little boys and girls! no sooner had these two dear bunnies reached the Old Rail Fence, about fifteen hops and maybe two skips from the Old Bramble Patch, than they heard somebody or something go “Toot, toot, toot!”
“Look out, mother!” cried the little bunny, and with a skiptoe sideways they both hopped into a hollow stump. Wasn’t it lucky that there was a hollow stump close by? Well, I just guess yes three times.
