Tales from Third Fork Creek

The Scarf

Crow was in his nest when Mr. Squirrel joined him at the top of the oak tree.

Crow said, “My, my! Is that a new scarf, Mr. Squirrel?”

Mr. Squirrel said, “It is.”

Crow leaned forward for a closer look. “Wherever did you get it?”

“I found it by the creek.”

Crow put his book down. “You found it, did you?”