Debbie Roth

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The female of the two leverets showed little inclination to leave. She took to slipping into the house alone and lying for hours upon the sofa, easing a long, languorous back leg and furry paw out over the edge, her head flat against the fabric and her whiskers catching the light, twitching gently with the rise and fall of her breath, like a cobweb shimmering in the breeze. At night she would reappear and lounge in the same spot until dawn, her eyes two round glowing orbs in the infrared light of the camera.
Raising Hare: A Memoir
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