Debbie Roth

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When she had finished, she leapt three feet or so away in a single bound, as if to break the trail leading up to the form. I noticed in the morning that she had also gathered—and presumably eaten—the few microscopic droppings I’d seen on the floor after the birth. This was all behaviour I had not had a chance to witness with her previous leverets.
Raising Hare: A Memoir
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