I don't know why my new little sketch of Mr. Rabbit looks so upset. Maybe it's because his grandkids had to go back home. Or maybe it's because he had to get up at 2:00 a.m. and rake hay. Or maybe it's because he ran out of chocolate.
Mr. Rabbit needs an attitude change. I hope he went to church this morning. That always helps.
He sees his friends, he sings, he focuses on Someone bigger than himself, and then, low & behold, he's happier -more content. At peace deep down. And life seems to make sense again.