Rabbit was hopping around in the newly fallen snow. Life was good; life was perfect. As he hopped around the trunk of a big tree, he came nose to nose with a coyote. They were both so surprised neither of them moved.
Rabbit knew that coyote could eat him in two or three bites. He knew he couldn't outrun the coyote. He was doomed.
Coyote had been out hunting for food in the deep snow but hadn't expected to come nose to nose with a rabbit.
"Hello Friend," the rabbit said, feeling the coyote's warm breath in his face.
"I'm not your friend; you are my dinner," the coyote said.
"I'm a scrawny rabbi...
