Bertha and Ebenezer enjoy their evening bike ride until Ebenezer experiences a cramp in his chicken thigh...
A Most Unpleasant Pheasant
Soleil crouched like a kitten. She was determined to capture, hold and cuddle a stray bird that had the unfortunate luck of flying into the window of her playroom.
Mac couldn't help but feel he wasn't alone. He looked left. He looked right. He looked up. He looked down. He seemed to be alone."Hmmm..."he thought, this is most peculiar.
Luther played base, three starlings sang tenor and Gene did a solo square dance for the crowd. They played and danced with unabashed vigor as the flock of feathered friends gathered to watch their snappy routine.
Monsieur Al's mood could mostly be described as "keep walking-you've got no business looking my way." Most of his acquaintances get the point; except for mouse that is.