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Show Class D: Juvenile Book 2805 Woras The Easter Bunny of the Southwest "Hijole, man. It's Easter time already? It seems like I just finished dyeing all those eggs from last year. I hopped my heiny off hiding them for every nino y nifia in the Southwest. I can't do it all by myself again. No mds\ I can't, and I won't!" Pedro Bunny said to himself as he sat under his favorite saguaro, hot in the midday sun, ready for a siesta. As his eyes grew heavy with sleep, Pedro offered up this prayer, "Por favor Creator, I cannot deliver all the Easter eggs on my own any more. It's too much work for an old Easter Bunny like me. If you want me to keep doing this, please send me some help. Gracias" A short time later, Coyote was nearby sniffing around for a snack. He poked his nose into the sagebrush and accidentally pushed it into' a hidden cactus. He sprang into the air and gave a howl that would wake the dead, or in this case, a very tired old Easter bunny taking a siesta. When Coyote dropped out of the sky he landed butt first on ... OH NO, another cactus. This time coyote didn't dare move for fear he'd land right on another one. "Heeellllp, Heeelllp, Heeelllp'lhe howled. Pedro jumped. He cautiously hopped over to see what all the howling was about. It didn't take long to locate the cries of pain. 1 |