Crow was not launching any sort of taxi service, mind you, but she would do just about anything for her friends. And on this particular afternoon, Mouse had been for a lovely day-long visit with Old Possum (they’d had a long lunch, a ramble and a wander through the garden, tea in front of the fire, and a rather lengthy discussion about ancestors and trees and literature), and Mama Chipmunk was on her way to spend the night (her first full night away from the garden in ages) at her cousin’s cozy new maple-tree apartment in the woods. The very same maple tree where Mouse lived, of course, so it would be no bother at all.


Once Mouse and Mama Chipmunk had (rather nervously, truth be told) climbed inside the satchel and gotten themselves settled, Crow clutched the strap carefully in her talons and then took off for the quick flight to the woods before her first-ever passengers could change their minds.


(July 2023)


Story & Photo © Jennifer Singleton / Read+Purr
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