Dear Bunny,
Getting stuck behind the bookshelf in the office was not a good idea. How careless was I to let you out without remembering to close the door.
I forgot and it was quiet and panic set in. You were gone. I couldn't find you. So I squealed to get your attention and there you were. Stuck.
Did you run from me because you were afraid I'd hurt you? That wouldn't happen. Even after I rescued you, you were afraid.
I'm sorry I yelled at you.
I was so scared. Thanks for showing me you still love me despite my anger.
Love,
L.
P.S.- Your paws are so grey. Was this your plan to get me to sweep behind the shelf?
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