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“Oh, Happy Day...”
Posted May
6, 2008
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Zimta: ‘Tis May… fortunate
are we not, to have grass sweet for to lie on, friend Hibou? And sky blue for to gaze on –
Zephyrus: Aye,
Miss Plum and I agree. Never better to stroll; my hooves enjoy the grass’ cool caress.
Hibou: *hooooo*… (suddenly alert) *hoo!*-in-shrub-something-see-*hoo-hoo!*
**Hibou
darts off**
Tiny Voice:
SQUEEEEE! Help MEEEE!
Zimta: OH! Voice tiny familiar sounds – be it -- ?
Zephyrus: If
it belongs to someone known by you, you’d best hurry, Mistress Zimta. Hibou has sharp talons as
well as eyes –
Tragic
Hibou: *hoo-hoo*-sweet-fat-morsel-…
-closer-closer-closer-*hoo!*
Moth:
SQUEEEEEE – why you eat ME? Why don’ you KNOW me, Owl Girlie? HELLLLLLLLLP
MEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Zimta: Friend Hibou,
Friend Hibou, STOP! Little friend this is, Moth this
is – eat her not!
Moth: OOOOOO,
ZIMMY! Save me, save me, Zimmy! Owl Girl she gone
crazy, think me FOOD! Oh, oh, oh!
Hibou: *hoo*-moth-is-moth-is-food-talk-or-no-*hooo*
Zimta: What bringeth you
here, friend little mine? Surely was a journey dangerous for one so small --
Moth: I come
to be wit’ YOU, Zimmy – missed you – why didn’ you bring me when you went away? Tha’s
why I come lookin’ fer YOU,
not Owl Girl!
Zimta: Oh, little friend Moth, sorry am I to take
you not when set out I for to seek friend Hibou.
Feared I too dangerous it would be. Happy am I to see you, and leave not will I ever again! *hug*
Moth: T’ank you, Zimmy – I SO happy to
see you too. *kiss*
Hibou: *hoo*-Hibou-be-happy-for-FOOD-*hoo-hoo*
Zephyrus: So
this is the rescued – I am Zephyrus, and on my back is Miss Tragic Plum – what
are you called, little one?
Zimta: Moth this is, friend mine from forest far
our home –
Moth: -- yes! Dat’s me, d’o’ I prettier dan de bugs dat flies – but I don’ fly so good. If I did, I not get
caught so easy by Owl Girl!
Tragic
Zimta: Fly not may Moth, but a cheerful soul hath
she –
Moth: My SHOES
gots SOLES – you like my shoes? Dey
new, jus’ for dis trip!
Zimta: Yes, friend Moth – fine shoes are yours, for
to journey far as have you. Rest you can now, and soon will I you show home new,
and shoes mine. *smile*
Moth: Shoes,
shoes, Moth like shoes, wanna live in a shooooe, lalalalalalalala!
Zephyrus: I
see what you mean, Mistress Zimta; Moth is indeed
cheerful. I daresay Ms. Beamlette will be receptive,
and let her happily reside here, especially since she takes up hardly any
space.
Tragic
Moth: I gots a new home, I gots a new
home, I gots a new hoooome
– dat’s som’t’ng to sing
about – lalalala, lalalala.
lalalalalalalalalalala-LAH!...
Hibou: *hoo*-no-can-eat-MOTH-…
-but-moth-BIRD-now-yum! *hoo-hoo*
When you think about it, Hibou has a lot in common with the Sparrows… always on the
hunt for FOOD.
There’s that old expression,
“The eyes have it,” and this next story is all about that…
This is what happens when
you FIND your marbles!
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