While being serenaded the day before by (nearly) all the insects, no one had paid much attention to the buzzing of...

  Once Harold was asleep, Mr. Owl added a splash of Irish cream to his cocoa, settled into his reading chair, and...

  Mr. Owl was unaccustomed to hearing his doorbell ring at night. In the mornings before school, perhaps. In the...

  After a late-evening game of chess, and one glass of sherry, Rabbit was walking home from Old Possum’s house when...

  No one, except Old Possum, of course, could remember another summer when the nights were quite so full of katydid...