It felt like he had been digging for ever. He ached all over and was covered in dirt from head to tail, but finally he broke through to the surface.
He had only cleared the fence by a few feet but it didn't matter, he was finally free.
He sniffed the air, somehow it smelled sweeter this side of freedom. He stretched his legs trying to get the blood flowing again after his time in the cramped tunnel and realising he would soon be missed he makes a run for the bushes.
Just as he reaches the edge of the much needed cover, he hears the door open, in a blind panic he throws himself forward and vanishes from view.
His heart is thundering in his chest, he lies flat and still, hoping he hasn't been seen, the urge to bolt is growing larger and larger inside of him.
The voice that has tormented him for all these years calls out in all of its whiney, brattish glory
"Mum the rabbits got out again"