July 29, 2012 by Musical
It was a sunny day in Hobensclot, when a young wolf walked into his den. “Ma? Hey Ma, I’m back!” he said. “Oh, hey hon.I’m just about to out to go invite the coyotes over for dinner. Would you like to go with you father to get some chickens?” said his mother. “Ok, I guess I will. Where is he?” “Oh hes just in the den.” (She ment den as in living room, not house. I see how that could confuse.) He walked in to meet his Dad. “Hey there Riley. You coming?” Said his Dad, Riley replied. “Oh, yeah.” The two started walking to the Bronson’s, (AKA the nearest chicken coop.).
“Shh! We’re getting close, you need to be quiet so we don’t wake them up.” Said Riley’s Dad. Riley simply nodded his head in agreement. The father and son had reached the chicken coop. “How many Dad?” Riley said as he picked up a basket. “Lets see, um a..Mr Cyote and..so, yeah, 5 will do.” “OK.” The two started picking up chickens and looking them over, like one does at a produce aisle. “This on’ ‘ill do.” “How ’bout this Dad?” “Yeah, that’s a good one. Ok, we’ve got 5, lets go son. Oh, don’t forget to pay.” “I almost forgot.” Riley said as he put 5 eggs beside the coop. “Come on son, Mr. and Mrs. Cyote are prolly there already!” Father and son ran toward home.