Mrs. Raccoon arranged her collection of river rocks around her tree-stump table and in the light of the candles, sat her children down and Mrs. Owl, perched atop the window-house, began her taleā¦
The last glimmer of sunlight shows in the sky as I take my leave. Sadness overtakes me as I realize my flight is over. my journey has come to an end…..
I guess I thought if a baby owl was so tame and such a neat thing to have then a big owl would be even neater