And oh, what could you do with a backwards hour? Well. Let me tell you what I once saw…
Down in the Glen, Rabbit unwalked his morning trail, each pawprint vanishing softly behind him. The breeze that had tousled his ears now tidied them back into place. He closed his eyes and smiled, feeling time fold up neatly like a well-worn map. Cat, of course, used the hour to unspill the cream. A very dignified saucer had suffered a disgraceful tumble earlier—but now, the splash returned to its bowl...