Mellow's Tale: Truly Memorable Friendships Can Be Very Rare Especially When One Is a Rabbit.

By Dawn Harris

Mellow's Tale: Truly memorable friendships can be very rare especially when one is a rabbit.

Dear Reader, what follows is a true story of a wonderful friendship between a much-loved pet rabbit, his owner and what they meant to each other.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dawn Harris
• Release date: Jun 1, 2022
• ISBN: 9781802274738

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Copyright © 2022 by Dawn Harris

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FIRST EDITION

Paperback: 978-1-80227-472-1

eBook: 978-1-80227-473-8

Contents

Foreword

Introduction

Chapter 1 - My Tale Begins

Chapter 2 - The Kind Lady

Chapter 3 - A Nice Cosy Flat

Chapter 4 - The autumn

Chapter 5 - The Weather changing

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Foreword

I felt that I had to tell your story; it was one of friendship and mutual understanding. I am so very grateful that you came into my life and I will never forget you.

You gave me so much love and joy every day, and, in doing so, you made me a better person.

This is your story, dear Mellow, with love.

Introduction

A long, long time ago, there lived a handsome male Dutch rabbit who lived with a family on a farm. His name was Mellow. This is his story.

Chapter 1

I would like to take you back to where my tale begins.

I lived on a farm in Brixham, Devon, with a farmer, his wife and two grown-up children. I was in a hutch outside in all weathers, never knowing what it would be like to come out and have a run around on the lovely green lawn they had at the side of the house. So, I was confined to living in a teeny, weeny hutch, all on my own, day in, day out.

The family came to feed me when they could remember I was there. They would sometimes give me little treats like carrot tops and vegetable peelings, which I never enjoyed eating.

Sometimes, they would clean my hutch, but most of the time, I was very sad and lonely. No one ever came to see me.

The hutch was cramped, smelly and dirty most days. Oh, how I longed to have someone just to stroke me and to love me; someone of my own to care for me properly.

One day, the father of the family came to clean my hutch and accidentally left the door of the hutch on the latch ajar. I looked and looked at it some more.

A thought came to my mind, that this was the chance that I had been waiting for, to escape this horrible place, family, farm and everything; my miserable life. To search for a nicer better home, for someone who would really love and care for me.

By this time, I had become nervous, stressed, worried and anxious. So, I waited for night to fall, then I would make my escape.

So, when it was really, really dark, I went to the door to check that it was still open.

I looked around to make sure no one was