okay so since it's my sight...
I'm gonna add an idea.

Once there was a Bunny.

A happy bunny. She hipped
And hopped
And skipped
And
Skopped

And live a basic happy polyamorous existence…

She loved
And loved and love and loved
And loved
And left
Just as she was supposed to do
She ate with lions
Walked with panthers
Ran with turtles
And feasted on carrots

Like a good bunny, and everyone loved her for simply being a bunny

And it was good

Then she met a daddy long legs He was wiry and different and knowledgeable and kind and they got along grandly.

Then... she met his, um, "partner"…

She gasped, "Another daddy long legs!! How can this be?! I can’t understand. There will be none of this shite in my yard. Next thing you know the blacks will be moving in and property values will plummet without a vegetable to be found. Good day to you. NOT ON MY WATCH!”

And then there was a box. It was not any ordinary box but an invisible one. It was solid, strong, and thick, but completely clear.
Bunny tried with all of he might to get out of it but everywhere she went… there it was.

Within this box sat a very angry bunny.
She would throw fits and rage and… think.
“This will not do. Oh, no no no! Something must be done.” Yet she did nothing but think.
When her old friend the lion returned she saw he had just returned from the home the daddy-long-legseses.

“Well she’s clearly one of THEM,” she thought “ Next thing you know she’ll be hanging with the brown bears and listening to that jungle music.” She shuddered at the thought.

She then saw her friend the black panther... Clearly he was planning something to take that to which she felt entitle.

Just as panther was about to leave he said “hello, Mr. Turtle.” They exchanged pleasantries and turtle carried on.

“Hello bunny… How are you?"
“Panther lover,” bunny muttered.
“Well, he is quite the dancer. Enjoying the day?”
“No. Did you see those two arachnophiles”
“Well, I don’t know what that is…”
“Neither do I but, I hate them. Now I’m stuck in this box.”
“What box?”
“This box, you idiot!!”
“Well, I don’t see anything.”
“That’s because it’s invisible,” screamed bunny.
“So, who’s the idiot now,” chirped turtle.
"I don’t know but I’d really just like to get on with my life but every since I met those daddies-long-leg.” “Well, I’m sure it isn’t there fault.” “What do you know? Now I stuck here. And soon enough I’ll starve to death.” “May I help you?” “I sure hope so.”

And Turtle pushed,
and pulled
Nudged and…
Nothing.

“Oh, Bunny, I’m sorry I couldn’t help you. I feel so ashamed. I care for you too much. I have let you down and you will now die. I have a great deal of compassion and empathy for your situation.”

And, just like that, the box got… bigger.
And there the two of them sat…Struggled... and stared…

Within minutes every kind creature on the planet had found its way inside the box. Giraffe, llamas, goats, elephants, chickens, Whales, Narwhal, dodos, Griffins, minotaurs, etc…

Bunny looked around and thought from inside what was formerly her OWN, lovely, quiet box, “If those two unnatural spiders hadn’t shown up I’d be living the good life right now. What’s out there has to be better than this.”

And, in a jiffy, she was out of her own box. Free to see the world. Soon she would was walking among the only creatures left. Of course, since all of god’s creatures were left inside the box having become trapped to save Bunny, our heroine was left to live with only her own offspring. The earth was now only populated with her offspring: a raving and rage cadre of close-minded ingrates, who sought nothing but people exactly like them. For a while they were happily discontent. Then they began to notice differences in each other, however subtle they were. So they raged and warred for what seemed like minutes. And eventually bombed each other out of existence.

And the moral of this tale is: If you are going to think inside of the box at least be in good company.

The End.