It's Wabbit Season

Sshhh. Be very quiet. It's wabbit season and I am wabbit hunting.

I am on guard at all moments. I must wake at 2 am to make sure I get the first glimpse of the waskily wabbit. I must say that I am impressed with how fast that little fur ball is. I am the fast crazy white dog and I cannot quite catch up with it.

I don't know why it won't stay and play. I just want to grab it and shake it a little. It would be like a fun ride. I am so misunderstood.

This is preposthterousth-th!