Until then, the other five stayed 
inside a fort, that we’d made out of   
pillows in the middle of our bed.      
     I pitched a tent near the fire-   
place, and that’s where we slept, like 
we were on some kind of weird, reverse 
camping trip. We even lit a fire, sang 
campfire songs and toasted             
marshmallows.                          
     It was fun, you know?             
     Anyway, since we decided to put   
the bunnies together with the piggies, 
that meant we didn’t have to build     
another pen.                           
     The one that was already out in   
the barn was twenty by forty inside,   
and the same size outside. To keep the 
hawks away, I covered that part with   
chicken wire.                          
     There was an opening in the wall  
* to go in and out, and just on the other  
side of that, we planted a big patch of
clover, just for the bunnies.          
     Did I say that’s what we decided, 
well, that’s wrong, because I didn’t   
have a thing to say about it. Beth’s   
the one who decided, and I couldn’t    
budge her an inch.                     
     I wasn’t sure that they’d get     
along and wanted to keep them separated
at first, but Beth laughed and told me,
“Don’t worry. They’ll be fine. You’ll  
see.”                                  
     While we waited for the Big Bunny 
Move, Beth, in her patient and gentle  
way, showed me how to feed them and    
make sure they were comfortable. She   
also gave me some anatomy lessons, but 
I fell asleep during those.            
     Yesterday, I got up, and Beth was 
gone. I wondered where she went, until 
I got to the bedroom.                  



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