Instantly Miki was at him, and had a firm hold at the back of Wahboo's back.

Neewa, hearing the smashing of the brush and the squealing of the rabbit, stopped catching ants and hustled toward the scene of action.

The squealing ceased quickly and Miki backed himself out and faced Neewa with Wahboo held triumphantly in his jaws.

The young rabbit had already given his last kick, and with a fierce show of growling Miki began tearing the fur off.

Neewa edged in, grunting affably.