Shawn and Gus go to a Bunny Show
Chapter Three
Apparently, everyone at the show was so preoccupied with finding out when their rabbits would be judged to notice the two men with half beards.
Shawn and Gus each took of their beard halves walked over to a man with a huge, floppy-eared bunny. The two asked the man what kind of bunnies he raised, and he replied, "French Lops."
Shawn reached out to pet the fluffy bunny. The bunny growled and tried to bite him. Shawn jerked his hand away as Gus stared at the bunny and thought, "I will never touch one of those again." Gus changed the subject. "So, where were you half an hour ago when the trophy was stolen?"
"My French Lops were being judged. I was at the French Lop table, and my son, Jack was at the Youth Show table with his award winning Britannia Petites."
Shawn walked away, leaving Gus to thank the French lop guy for the information he provided.
They walked around the room, looking at the bizarre assortment of rabbit breeds. There were labels on the tables were the different breeds were showing. There were cute black and white bunnies called Dutch, there were more of those catatonic Himalayans, and even a reddish-brown bunny called a "Cinnamon."
Shawn looked at the Cinnamon rabbits and loudly proclaimed, "Cinnamon buns!" Gus looked at his friend. "Darn it, Shawn, now I'm hungry!"
They moved on. They saw a hare-like bunny called a Belgian Hare. Apparently, they were rare. The breeder who owned the Belgian Hare also had several large white bunnies with narrow black rings around their eyes. The breeder said that that breed was called a Blanc de Hotot, and that they were the rarest of all the rabbits.
Shawn asked the woman with the rare breeds where she was when the trophy was stolen. She said, "I was getting lunch in the cafeteria." Shawn and Gus checked out the two alibis that they had gathered and saw that they were true.
"Well," Gus said, "We're back to square one."