Misha Sees the Rabbit
Misha sees the rabbit, and she bends down so low, and pulls the leash so hard, I know, she really wants to go. We've been through this before, I'm trying to teach her right. We walk up to the rabbit, who is looking me in the eye, and I swear that rabbit is laughing and saying mentally: "Why don't you just give it a try." And Misha she is real quiet, tense, intent on the Rabbit. But she doesn't seem to get the message, that the rabbit is looking at her. I bring her up about ten feet away, and then she jumps and runs, I try to stop her and my leash breaks away from its bonds on her collar. Three hundred feet around bushes, and bounding down the hollow, into a thicket, and out the other side, around a building, and completely out of sight. All in a couple of seconds, and I shout out loud; "Misha! Come back here." She ignores my call. I finally catch up to her, panting and stuck, The leash wrapped firmly around a tree trunk. The Rabbit I can see in a thicket nearby, Is looking at me, and laughing real hard. Oh "Waskally Rabbit" I say as I laugh, And Misha, bless her heart is already hunting a squirrel.
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