Cat, Lion And The Rabbit It was a sunny day on the beach of Devonshire. The small ginger cat ran along the edge, near the rock pools. "Oh crabs, " he squealed, "I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date." The lion approached the sea, his furry in his evil red eyes. "When the sea reaches my feet, thy will call the rabbit," he blabbered. In seconds the water had reached his feet. "Wow!" He said, "suppose I should get the rabbit." On the other side of the beach, cat was worrying about his date, which he was late for. All of a sudden, his feet were lifted up off the ground, as he was spun around in mid air. Before he knew it, he was sat at the table, with his date. Lion was pondering the alleyways, trying to find rabbit. " Where could he be?" He said confusingly. Lion looked down at his feet, and rabbit was walking beside him. "How did you get there ?" Lion asked. "I really do not know..." The rabbit replied.