Caesar
One afternoon my brother came home with a very bulgy shirt. “What on earth lias happened? M hat s in your shirt?” cried Mother in anxious tones. . ~ , ~ Then out of the shirt a soft, cudly ball was lifted; a lovely bunny with white fur and long ears, blinked his pink eyes at us in a most daring manner. “He must be called Caesar!” I said. So Caesar he was, and Caesar he stayed. We fed him on carrots, lettuce and cabbages; we made him a bed of hot water bottles; and every day after he had been in the garden his fur was brushed. Tn the holidays we took him to our farm. There he mixed with other rabbits and tamed them. Because be seemed to like the farm, and also because he would not let us take him home, we left him there to live iu peace and enjoyment. — Elizabeth Taylor (13), Hataitai.
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Dominion, Volume 29, Issue 256, 25 July 1936, Page 25
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155Caesar Dominion, Volume 29, Issue 256, 25 July 1936, Page 25
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