Re: A Honey of a Poultry Poultice

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: : : *snff sniff sniff.*  I smelllllllllll - - what?  HONEY.   Feathers.  Duck meat.  *snuffle snuffle - - snort*  Warm  duck meat.  Dinner.  Where?  House.  Crouch down in these bushes.  Scope it out.  Hmmmmmmmmmmmm.  Big lawn to cross without being seen.  Worth it?  Hungry. *grrrrrrrr*  Wait.  Make sure nobody's around.  *droooooooool*

: : : Mama Bear

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: : *...krrrrrrk...*  Mama Bear, this is Papa Bear. *...krrrrk...*  Mama Bear, pleased be advised...tracker is in the vicinity. *...krrrrk...*  Come in, Mama Bear...*...krrrrrk...*

: : I don't think Mama has her ears on, pumpkin...hmmmm.  Let's just hope she steers clear of that tracker's path.  Woooooweeeeee, but aren't you a dirty bear.  We better get you cleaned up before Mama gets home with dinner.  SHE will have both our hides if we don't those paws washed.  Mmmm-mmmmm, Dirty Bear, wonder what dinner will be tonight?  I sure have had a hankerin' for some of your Mama's glazed poultry pickin's...

: : Papa Bear
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: A duck??? A sitting duck??? Hmm, since hunting season is just around the corner I am gonna git myself a gun and...poof! Dinner for my wife and children..and I'll give them feathers to Miss Katie for a quilt!! Ah,the Master of life is good..

: The Happy AND Thankful Hunter...


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