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update:
yesterday, about noon, 3 little girls came knocking at my door.
"mister, have you seen our rabbit? he ran away and people say they see him, but we cant catch him"
sure enough. they described him to a tee, right down to the yellow ears and spots on his back.
I told them that hes still around and has been happily eating my grass for over a week. I also assured the one little girl that no, my dogs wouldnt eat him. theyre too old, slow and stupid to catch him. they were happy to hear that.
his name is Halo
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