Country Approaches

My doom is fast approaching. What did I do wrong to deserve this? The bunnies are hopping about, making plans for a country visit next week as I feared. They've already came around, to inform me of my seating assignment, shoved into a seatbelt between two rabbits, with a couple of smaller bunnies sitting in front of me. I'm afraid they might honestly get me this time, too. Woe is me! They claim the country will be nice, that they will offer me an air conditioner and everything, but I don't trust them. I'm sure they're going to plot to put me to work at something if I dare set a paw up there!