Foot, Foot Foot, and Foot Foot Foot
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Posted by Richard Bonine, Jr. (+14970) 6 years ago
There were three rabbits, Foot, Foot Foot, and Foot Foot Foot (rabbits are not very imaginative when it comes to names).

One morning Foot Foot Foot woke up first and hopped to the burrow entrance where he saw that it was a beautiful summer morning. He went to the kitchen and prepared breakfast, then woke up Foot and Foot Foot.

"Come on fellows, it's a beautiful day, breakfast is ready, let’s plan our day."

As they ate breakfast they discussed what to do. Foot Foot Foot suggested a relaxing day fishing, Foot Foot preferred the thought of a trip to the beach and Foot wanted to go for a picnic. As they all wanted to do something different they decided to cut cards for it, highest card wins. Foot went first and drew a queen, Foot Foot drew a seven and Foot Foot Foot drew an eight: picnic it was.

Foot, Foot Foot and Foot Foot Foot went about the preparations. Foot cut the bread for sandwiches, Foot Foot prepared the fillings and Foot Foot Foot put them together. There were cocktail sausages, pork pie, quiche, and pickles from the larder, and cake for later. They hard boiled a few eggs and were ready to go.

Foot, Foot Foot and Foot Foot Foot hopped across the meadow outside their burrow, along the side of the small stream, over the bridge and up the hill on the other side to the small copse of trees on the top. There they played until they were hungry, then fell on the picnic with great gusto. Foot Foot, who was a large rabbit with an appetite to go with it, ate so much he had to loosen his buttons. Foot ate almost as much as Foot Foot, and being a smaller rabbit felt even more bloated. Foot Foot Foot on the other hand didn’t have as much of an appetite as the others and although he enjoyed the picnic felt simply satisfied when it was over rather than bloated.

After such a wonderful meal Foot, Foot Foot and Foot Foot Foot has a little snooze, waking as the sun began to set. They packed up their picnic basket and set off home well satisfied with their day out. Part way home, just after crossing back over the stream, Foot complained of feeling a little sick. As they walked on Foot became paler and paler and walked slower and slower; Foot Foot and Foot Foot Foot, who had little sympathy for Foot at first, became worried about him and eventually really concerned as Foot started to sweat and shiver, and began talking incoherent gibberish.

When they got home they put Foot to bed and called the doctor. Before the doctor arrived Foot gave a strangled sigh and stopped breathing. When he got there the doctor examined the body of Foot and declared that it looked as though he had been poisoned: probably something he ate! This worried Foot Foot and Foot Foot Foot as they had all eaten the same things: would they be poisoned too?

Sadly, Foot Foot and Foot Foot Foot took the body of Foot out of the burrow to the traditional burial site of the rabbits. Here the three friends had reserved a large plot where they would all three be interred, together as they had been in life. They had even joked that once they were all dead they would collectively be “six foot under”. Foot Foot and Foot Foot Foot dug a grave for their friend and buried him with all the reverence they could manage. It was a sad Foot Foot and Foot Foot Foot who went to bed that night, especially after such a joyful day out.

In the early hours of the morning Foot Foot Foot was woken by moaning coming from Foot Foot’s bed. He turned on the light and went to his friend. Foot Foot looked quite pale and Foot Foot Foot had difficulty waking him. When he woke Foot Foot complained of feeling sick. Fortunately the doctor had left some medicine just in case the death of Foot had been caused by something in the picnic, so Foot Foot Foot gave Foot Foot a dose, but it appeared to do little good.

Soon Foot Foot, in much the same way as had happened to Foot, began to sweat and shiver. When he started to mutter and ramble Foot Foot Foot could not contain his anxiety and grabbing Foot Foot by the paw begged him

“Don’t, oh please, don’t you die on me too: I’ve already got one foot in the grave!”
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Posted by Steve Sullivan (+1371) 6 years ago
That was a long way to go just to cross the street.
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Posted by Richard Bonine, Jr. (+14970) 6 years ago
Yup, especially if you are on foot.
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Posted by Wendy Wilson (+6167) 6 years ago
Oy vey.
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