They had two nice little bunny children. The elder was named Bobtail, like his father, and the younger, a dear soft mite of a thing, was called Rosamund.
She was a good little bunny, and behaved like a small lady, while Bobtail was a bunch of mischief.
From morning till night, he was always getting into trouble of some kind, until his mother thought she should be obliged either to send him to boarding-school, or else to keep him chained to a tree.
However, he had promised to be very, very good if his father would take him camping, and for a week he had been on his best behavior.
The Loading of Neddy
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