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What I Learnt Today

 Today, I learnt that:

1) I can’t run as fast as a rabbit…

2) …but I do have more cunning than a rabbit

3) rabbits might not appear to have the capacity to laugh but their rapidly retreating tails suggest otherwise

4) it is important to not assume rabbit run doors have been fastened securely. ALWAYS check. Because the rabbit clearly does

5) hens make a lot of ruckus when a rabbit is loose in their garden…

6)…but not as much ruckus as cockerels make

7) it is important to listen to the little voice inside that says, ‘Just pop upstairs’ when you hadn’t intended to pop upstairs but if you hadn’t listened to the little voice you would not have casually glanced through the landing window wondering why you’d been advised by the little voice to go upstairs, and you wouldn’t have seen escapee rabbit high kicking their way around your large garden and if you hadn’t seen escapee rabbit GAWD knows what would’ve happened

8) a wet rabbit who has been loomed upon from on high and wrangled into submission leaves a lot of muddy mess on your clean top. 

9) carrot and red lentil soup is very filling and you don’t need as much as you think you will because of your assumption that, ‘It’s only carrots.’

10) you can spend too much time deliberating books on Waterstones’ website choosing how to spend your Christmas gift card when what you should really do is say, ‘I’ll have THAT one, THAT one and THAT one’ tout de suite, and then go and find something more purposeful to do…

11) …however, it is lovely to discover whilst logged into your Waterstones’ account that you have accrued £10 in rewards, so you can have THAT book as well! For free!!

12) who needs a recipe for fruity nutty flapjacks when you can make it up as you go along?

That’s all, folks! 






Comments

Anonymous said…
How much weight can you lose chasing a rabbit do you think?
New Year’s resolutions have been made of this.
On which, have a happy one. Year, not resolution.
(Mrs Duck)
Anonymous said…
Happy New Year! This is the beginning of something great
KJ
Denise said…
Mrs Duck, I have no plan to lose weight by chasing a rabbit! That was STRICTLY a one-off bunny chase. Happy New Year to you, too!

KJ, I think you are right! There are definite shifts occurring in the Universe. 🙂

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