poor little Mr Wyatt.
every morning on our walk we pass by rose bushes.
There are about 20 bushes in each area.
Wyatt sniffs around and just when he is ready to gives up
His friend Mr Rabbit jumps out and they give each other a little look.
Mr Rabbit scurries away and Mr Wyatt jumps with joy.
on yesterday's walk
only one area
today the little bulldozer/bobcat was digging up the other area.
Mr Rabbit nowhere to be seen.
Mr Wyatt looked around and around
and then he looked at me.
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