Chapter 9

Epilogue It took a while, but Sparkles the bunny (the name kind of stuck), eventually felt safe enough to come out of the hutch and wander around a bit. Of course, I walked him around the yard a few times to help him get a feel for things. As for the squad, Moosh decided that the best way to dry the chickens out was to send them back up to the clothesline. They fluffed up real nice and even smelled like sunshine. Sparkles "observed" them and wrote a poem about it:

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Blowing in the breeze Poppy, Sweetie, Sugar, Dirt Fluffy trouble birds "I wouldn't stand under there if I were you...," said Poppy. "Is that rain?" asked Sparkles, looking up at Sweetie on the clothesline. "Keep dreaming, kid," said Sugar. "Keep dreaming."