Once upon a time.... (don't all good stories start like that?).... a cheeky little rabbit named Twitch spent his days frolicking in the sunshine. He is always going on adventures and getting into scrapes. He was the rabbit version of Huckleberry Finn. His Mother was always telling him to be more careful and if I think she knew what he got up to she might very well be cross!
Twitch lived in Warrenville. Warrenville was a sleepy little town at the end of the valley and at its fringe was a large open paddock. This paddock held all the Warrenville events like the Show, the School Fete and the winter football matches. This week was the Annual Bunny Sackrace. Twitch wanted to win that trophy so much that his whiskers twitched when he thought about it.
Twitch woke early while the sun was still young in the sky and rushed down to the oval. He had stashed a secret hoard of flour sacks from Baker Jonathon Hare's shop under the old Eucalypt at the bottom of the field. He picked the one that looked the fastest (I'm not sure what makes a sack fast!) and jumped in. Clutching his sack against his chest Twitch jumped up and down the paddock as fast as his little legs could bound.
The day of the race arrived with much fanfare in Warrenville. All the young rabbits got there early to get the best spot off the line. As all the young bunnies crouched at the starting line, sacks at the ready, Twitch looked down the line. His best friend Theodore Bunny was at the other end. Theodore grinned briefly and then turned to look down the track. Old Mayor Wrinkle Nose raised his arm and yelled,
"Get ready, get set, go!"
The bunnies were off! You have never seen so many young rabbits hurtling across a paddock on a sunny summer morning. Twitch started to pull away from the pack as Theodore followed him closely. Johnny Rabbit fell and bumped into Lionel and they all fell down together in a tangle of sacks and bunny limbs. As the end post drew nearer Twitch bounced harder.
"Nearly there", he thought. He stuck out his whiskers and crossed the finish line in first place! YAY. All that practice had paid off. He was so proud. The trophy glinted in the sun and all the other rabbits cheered! The other rabbits patted him on the back and congratulated him. His Mother was so proud. Twitch didn't tell here that his fur was all dirty from the inside of the sack. She might make him have a bath... yuck!
He is such a busy little rabbit. Would you like to here and see more of his adventures? If you were a little boy rabbit what mischeviousness would you get up to?