I’m very late. I need to cross the road but it’s so busy. There must be a gap in the traffic soon. Come on, come on…
Ah, a tunnel under the road. I’ll use that. There are lots of steps. Whoops, nearly tumbled. So many people. I’ll weave in and out. Excuse me, excuse me…
It’s like a rabbit burrow down here. Excuse me miss, sorry sir, coming through, ouch, sorry. Not that I’ve been down a burrow of course! This tunnel’s going on forever. Poor rabbits, living in a place like this. What do you call a rabbit with fleas? Bugs Bunny!
Oh, a crossroads…cross tunnel? Whatever. Which way? Left, right, straight …err, left.
I never thought I’d feel sorry for rabbits. Except for the one I ate! Excuse me, stand clear, I’m coming through! It wasn’t even a nice rabbit stew, it had a hare in it!
A corner, another corner, run rabbit, run rabbit, run run run. Two rabbits robbed a bank – Bunny and Clyde!
At last. Up we go two steps at a time. Ouch! Up we go ONE step at a time… and…daylight!
Oh. I’m back where I started. I’m very late. I need to cross the road…..
Sunday Photo Fiction is hosted by Susan who also provided the picture.