A very traumatic thing happened the other day. Don't panic; I'm ok.
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It's just that my bunny experienced a very serious injury to his foot.
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I have no idea how it happened. I was just playing with him when--all of a sudden--his squeaky part popped out with some of his internal fluffiness. I was so upset that I ran to my mom and wouldn't leave her side until she found my poor bunny. I didn't mean to hurt him! His squeaky made me do it.
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My mom said not to worry and that my bunny could be saved. Thank DOG!!!! All he needed were some stitches, and then, he'd be good as new.
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See, my bunny is all better now! My mom is the best-est mom in the world!
Uh oh, sounds like your mom is a good bunny doctor! My mom can't sew so my friends often have short lives in our house.
ReplyDeleteWhew, that was a close one!
ReplyDeleteRenee, me thinks you are very strange.
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