Last night, Mom came down into the Forest to “see what you have been barking at.”
There has been Something Suspicious there for a week. I have been telling it that I See It And I Am Not Afraid.
Mom said it was a Snake Skin “from Our Friend Who Eats the Moles.” She took a stick and chopped it up in little pieces. And when I tried to eat a piece or two, she covered it up with a pile of leaves!!! That was Not Very Nice. (It tasted like chicken.)
Now she is calling me a new name, “My Little Dingo.” (What’s a Dingo?)
Until next time.