Debbie Roth

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She sat on her haunches, her body at forty-five degrees to the ground, her front legs spread in a wide stance to form a tent above and around her offspring as they suckled. They climbed over each other in their haste to press close to her, kneading her chest with their tiny paws.
Raising Hare: A Memoir
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