Friday, June 17, 2011
Meanwhile, hidden in the grass, with most excellent camouflage, a tiny goblet observed the little black hen...
So focused on being invisible, he lost track of his prey!
eep! Woebegone held very very still, hoping he didn't look like a bug (or a toilet!)
feeling a little small for such a large adventure, he climbed to a higher observation spot (me!)
visions of a harness and saddle came to mind, and he was so excited at the thought that voiced it out loud!
it would seem that perhaps the little black hen was not so excited at the though as he was....
and he quickly pushed those thoughts from his head!
At this point, I thought I should probably introduce them properly
it was intense few moments, but I do believe that Woebegone still holds hope of befriending her....I saw some scribbles in the dust of what can only be described as a chicken chariot...
Posted by DaisyDayes at 8:34 AM