I searched the house high and low. I even checked the freezer, but I couldn't find my bottle of gin. I looked under the couch, in the bed, bathtub, and in my garden.
No luck!
I had been searching for it all day. Suddenly, disappointed and sulking because I knew I couldn't get through the night without my gin; I collapsed on the sofa, exhausted.
Then I realized something!
Hoppy, my rabbit had been unusually quiet all day, so I checked his cage.
What a sight!
There Hoppy was, curled up, drunk!
Hoppy had drank the entire bottle of gin!
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Carol Ann Townend
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