Snow...

The White Rabbit woke early on a Sunday morning, he could feel in his whiskers that outside was different to normal, when ever there was something different he could feel his whiskers twitch, he treated it like it was a sixth sense... Maybe all rabbits had this, but he liked to believe it was something unique to him. He got out of bed, there was an extra cold chill to the air, and the sun coming through the closed curtains seemed brighter than it should be at this time of year... It could only mean one thing, he did hope that he was right, with eyes still half closed, he slowly pulled back the curtains.... There in front of him was a Wonderland covered from head to toe in white... Snow!!! He shouted in an excited voice, I must go tell the others...