![]() ![]() “Suddenly, Trixie’s one-of-a-kind Knuffle Bunny wasn’t so one-of-a-kind anymore.” Each girl hugs her rabbit, with Trixie insisting, “Kuh-nuffle! Kuh-nuffle!” and Sonja retorting, “Nuffle! Nuffle!” Their teacher raises an eyebrow and puts both rabbits in time-out until the end of the day. “But just as her daddy kissed her good-bye, Trixie saw Sonja.” No words need explain Trixie’s distressed expression, because a turn of the page says it all: Trixie’s classmate, with a wicked smirk, is clutching a bunny of her own. Tugging her gangly, red-haired father along the sidewalk, she hurries to her preschool’s show-and-tell, eager to show off her pale-green, floppy rabbit. , former toddler Trixie gains verbal dexterity and still treasures her rag doll, Knuffle Bunny. In this sympathetic sequel to Knuffle Bunny: A Cautionary Tale ![]()
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