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Easter Bunny on the run…
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nce upon a time there was a little rabbit called Bobby. He was a very greedy bunny who loved to eat carrots. Bobby loved them so much he wanted to eat them for breakfast, dinner and tea. One spring night, around Easter, when he and all his brothers and sisters had gone to sleep, he woke up with his tummy rumbling. Poor Bobby was so hungry he couldn’t even doze. After a while, he decided to sneak out to the farmer’s field and get himself a juicy carrot. Off he ran without telling Mummy or Daddy Rabbit. His little heart went pit-a-pat because he had never been out in the dark on his own before. Luckily he knew the way to the field and dashed along the hedgerow until he reached the gate. Through the rusty bars he wriggled and into the field. He couldn’t wait to nibble a sweet, tender carrot top before digging down and pulling up a
carrot to take home. But Bobby was about to get the shock of his life. There were no carrots. Every last one had vanished and just as he realised he would have to go hungry, he heard the sound of heavy footsteps. Oh no! Thought Bobby. The farmer was after him and he had a gun. Poor Bobby ran so fast he didn’t see exactly where he was going and suddenly he felt a hard thump on head. He’d run straight into the farmer’s legs. “What have we here?” boomed the farmer, bending to pick up Bobby, who had nearly knocked himself out. Bobby was sure the farmer would kill him. Instead the farmer said, “My, my. I do believe it’s the Easter Bunny. I had better let you go, otherwise the children won’t get their Easter eggs.” And very gently, he put Bobby on the ground and let him go. Bobby couldn’t believe his luck and dashed back to his burrow only to come face to face with a very cross Mummy Bunny. “Where have you been?” she questioned.
By Janine Pulford “I was starving,” he said. “I went out to find some carrots. I’m sorry.” She wagged her ears at him. “Hmm. The farmer could have killed you.” “I know, Mummy. But he let me go. He said he thought I was the Easter Bunny. What does that mean?” At that moment, Daddy Bunny came into the burrow carrying a heavy basket of chocolate eggs. He slumped down and looked at Mummy Bunny. “I think it’s time I told Bobby about his new job,” he said, “I’m getting too old to be delivering all these Easter eggs and I saw Farmer Jones giving Bobby the Easter Bunny treatment. So, young Bobby, from next year, the job is yours.” “Does it mean I get to eat carrots?” asked Bobby, by which time all his brothers and sisters had woken up and everyone laughed.
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How did Bobby Bunny nearly knock himself out? Enter online at www.mags4dorset.co.uk or send your answer to Bobby Bunny, mags4dorset, 1st Floor, King George V Pavilion, Peter Grant Way, Ferndown, Dorset. BH21 9EN. Closing date is 29 March 2018. The voucher for £100 must be spent at one of the advertisers on these two pages. You must state where you want to spend the voucher. The voucher will be valid for 30 days from the issue date. The first correct answer drawn will be the winner. Employees of Pulford Publicity Ltd are not permitted to enter. The editor’s decision is final.
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