WHERE DO YOU RUN?

JOYPEACE

There is a story about a man who was out in the wilderness deerhunting. On that particular day,he was walking along an old path.It was early evening and almost time to return to camp when suddenly there was a noise from the bushes nearby and a small animal appeared, running straight for him. He looked down and saw a little brown rabbit, who was exhausted, trying to huddle down between his boots. The rabbit was trembling all over but would not leave the hunter. “How strange!” he thought. “Wild rabbits are usually frightened by people; why would this one dare to come to me?” While the hunter was wondering over this, another animal also appeared. Bursting from the bushes and down the path toward them, came a weasel. When he finally saw the hunter and then noticed his prey, the rabbit,sitting at the man’s feet, the weasel stood still, his mouth panting, his eyes glowing red. The hunter now understood that here was a real life-and-death drama of the forest going on. Somehow the rabbit had sensed that this man was its only hope of safety. Therefore, it forgot its natural fear of man. The hunter did not disappoint the little rabbit. He raised his powerful gun and deliberately shot into the ground just underneath the weasel. The animal seemed to leap almost straight into the air a couple of feet and then ran at top speed back into the forest as fast as its legs could go. For a while, the little rabbit didn’t move. It just sat there, huddled at the hunter’s feet in the twilight while the man talked softly to it. “Where did he go, little one? I don’t think he’ll be bothering you for a while. Looks like you are safe for at least one more day.” Soon the rabbit hopped away from its protector into the forest.