Chester was having a great deal of difficulty getting back on his feet, but i know it was only a matter of seconds before he'd attack agian. And i knew also that Bunnicula was too petrified to do anything to save himself. So i did the only thing i could, i barked very loudly and very rapidly.
The whole family rushed through the doors. Mr.monroe must have just come home because his coat was still on.
This is Chester's last stand.
Chester rolled his eyes heavenward and didn't even try to move.
"We probably forgot to latch his cage and he got out. And i think Chester has been chasing him.
Toby put his face close to the rabbit. "Mom doesn't Bunnicula look kinda sick?"
No need for me to go to the vet.
Mr.monroe patted my head. "We may as well take horold along. He said. He's probably due for his shots.
Mrs.monroe carefully picked Chester out of the salad bowl and carried him by the scruff of the neck to the kitchen. "I'm going to give chester a quick bath.
Why don't you put together a fresh salad?
I didn't stick around for an assignment. This was not the time to be in the way.
And besides, i now had a whole evening and night ruined worrying about the next morning's visit to the vet. This little effort of time, i thought, has been a disaster in more ways than one.