As he woke up, he could smell the sweet scent of grass racing out of the burrow, into the bright sunlight he did not see the men stood around the burrow entrance, they grabbed at him, missing him as he dodged about, oh fiddle sticks he thought, immediately all the men fell to the floor sawing back and forth, the little white rabbit stopped and stared, and laughted, not realising what he had done, the fiddle sticks were getting caught in the grass, in holes, tiny squeaky voices came form them, help us they shouted we don't want to be fiddle sticks, the cow and the sheep in the field came over hearing the vioces, nosed around at the sticks, oh,crickets he thought, every thing around began hopping and jumping about, tiny voices from the men crickets, moo's and bah's from the cow's and sheep crickets, laughting he rolled over, now he realised it was him, he hopped away, at about 50 feet there was such a commotion all of the crickets had turned back into men, cows and sheep, were running around trying to avoid each other, slowly they all ran away, slowly he stared around turning as he did so, finding his self right in front of fox, I'm invisible he throught, the fox blinked, the rabbit had been there, now no rabbit, he sniffed the ground, yes the rabbit was there, but where, he let out a yelp as his nose was bitten, but no one was there, next some think bit his leg agian he yelped, turning he ran away, after 50 feet he looked back, there was the little white rabbit.