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This is the tale of Peter Rabbit written by Beatrix Potter.
ONCE WERE FOUR LITTLE RABBITS; their names were Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-tail, and Peter.
They resided with their mother on a sandbank beneath the massive root of a fir tree. Your Father had an accident in Mr. McGregor’s garden; Mrs. McGregor put him in a pie. “NOW run along, and don’t get into mischief. I am leaving.” Then, Mrs. Rabbit went to the bakery with a basket and an umbrella. She purchased a loaf of brown bread as well as five currant buns.
Good little bunnies FLOPSY, MOPSY, and COTTONTAIL went down the lane to gather blackberries. Peter, however, ran directly to Mr. McGregor’s garden and snuck under the gate!
Rabbit Peter Eating Carrots
Rabbit Peter Eating Carrots
FIRST, he consumed some lettuce and French beans, followed by some radishes. And then, feeling quite ill, he went in search of parsley. However, at the end of a cucumber frame, he ran into Mr. McGregor!
McGregor was on his knees planting young cabbages when he jumped up and chased after Peter, waving a rake and shouting, “Stop, thief!”
Peter was so terrified that he ran all over the garden because he had forgotten how to return to the gate.
One of his shoes was lost among the cabbages, and the other among the potatoes.
After losing them, he ran on all fours and sped up, and I believe he would have gotten away if he hadn’t run into a gooseberry net and been caught by the large buttons on his jacket. It was a brand-new blue jacket with brass buttons.
Peter Rabbit was entangled in a gooseberry net.
Trapped within the Gooseberry Net
Peter assumed he was lost and wept copious amounts of tears, but a flock of sparrows overheard his sobs and urged him to exert himself as they flew to him in a state of elation.
McGregor arrived with a sieve, which he intended to place on Peter’s head, but Peter escaped just in time, leaving his jacket behind.
AND ran into the tool shed and leaped into a can. It would have been a lovely hiding place if it did not contain so much water.
Mister McGregor knew Peter was hiding in the toolshed, perhaps beneath a flowerpot. He began carefully turning them over and inspecting their undersides.
Peter presently sneezed, “Kertyschoo!” Mr. McGregor was quickly on his trail.
And he attempted to step on Peter, who jumped out of a window and uprooted three plants. Mr. McGregor was too large for the window and was exhausted from chasing after Peter. He returned to his job.
Peter sat down to rest; he was out of breath and terrified and had no idea which direction to go. Additionally, he was drenched from sitting in the can.
After some time, he wandered, moving slowly and looking in all directions.
He discovered a door in a wall that was locked, and there was no way a rabbit could fit underneath.
A mouse was carrying peas and beans to her family in the forest as it ran back and forth over the stone threshold. Peter asked her the way to the gate, but she could not respond because she had a large pea in her mouth. Peter started crying. She only gave him a head shake.
Peter observes from within the wheelbarrow.
Peter observes from within the wheelbarrow.
Then, he attempted to navigate straight across the garden, but he needed clarification. He arrived at a pond where Mr. McGregor filled his water containers. A white cat was gazing at some goldfish; she sat extremely still, but her tail occasionally twitched as though it were alive. Peter deemed it prudent to leave without conversing with her; he had learned about cats from his cousin, Benjamin Bunny.
Backtracking towards the tool shed, he suddenly heard the sound of a hoe close by scratch, scratch, scratch, scritch. Peter scurried beneath the shrubbery. Eventually, however, as nothing transpired, he exited, climbed a wheelbarrow, and peered over. His back was turned to Peter, and the gate was beyond him! Mr. McGregor was cultivating onions when he first saw him.
Peter quietly dismounted the wheelbarrow and ran as fast as he could along a straight path hidden by black-currant bushes.
Mr. McGregor spotted him at the intersection, but Peter did not care. He slipped beneath the gate and was finally safe in the forest beyond the garden.
Mister McGregor hung up the jacket and shoes to create a scarecrow for the blackbirds.
Peter’s coat and footwear
Peter’s coat and footwear
Peter never stopped running or turned around until he reached the large fir tree at his residence.
She wondered what he had done with his clothing while she was busy cooking. It was the second jacket and pair of shoes that Peter had misplaced in two weeks. He lay down on the lovely, soft sand on the floor of the rabbit hole and closed his eyes due to exhaustion.
I regret to report that Peter was not feeling well this evening.
Peter’s mother put him to bed, brewed some camomile tea, and administered it to him!
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But Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cottontail had bread, milk, and blackberries for supper.
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