“Oh, Happy Day...”
Posted May 6, 2008
Zimta: ‘Tis May… fortunate are we not, to have grass sweet for to lie on, friend Hibou? And sky blue for to gaze on –
Zephyrus: Aye, Miss Plum and I agree. Never better to stroll; my hooves enjoy the grass’ cool caress.
Hibou: *hooooo*… (suddenly alert) *hoo!*-in-shrub-something-see-*hoo-hoo!*
**Hibou darts off**
Tiny Voice: SQUEEEEE! Help MEEEE!
Zimta: OH! Voice tiny familiar sounds – be it -- ?
Zephyrus: If it belongs to someone known by you, you’d best hurry, Mistress Zimta. Hibou has sharp talons as well as eyes –
Hibou: *hoo-hoo*-sweet-fat-morsel-… -closer-closer-closer-*hoo!*
Moth: SQUEEEEEE – why you eat ME? Why don’ you KNOW me, Owl Girlie? HELLLLLLLLLP MEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Zimta: Friend Hibou, Friend Hibou, STOP! Little friend this is, Moth this is – eat her not!
Moth: OOOOOO, ZIMMY! Save me, save me, Zimmy! Owl Girl she gone crazy, think me FOOD! Oh, oh, oh!
Zimta: What bringeth you here, friend little mine? Surely was a journey dangerous for one so small --
Moth: I come to be wit’ YOU, Zimmy – missed you – why didn’ you bring me when you went away? Tha’s why I come lookin’ fer YOU, not Owl Girl!
Zimta: Oh, little friend Moth, sorry am I to take you not when set out I for to seek friend Hibou. Feared I too dangerous it would be. Happy am I to see you, and leave not will I ever again! *hug*
Moth: T’ank you, Zimmy – I SO happy to see you too. *kiss*
Zephyrus: So this is the rescued – I am Zephyrus, and on my back is Miss Tragic Plum – what are you called, little one?
Zimta: Moth this is, friend mine from forest far our home –
Moth: -- yes! Dat’s me, d’o’ I prettier dan de bugs dat flies – but I don’ fly so good. If I did, I not get caught so easy by Owl Girl!
Zimta: Fly not may Moth, but a cheerful soul hath she –
Moth: My SHOES gots SOLES – you like my shoes? Dey new, jus’ for dis trip!
Zimta: Yes, friend Moth – fine shoes are yours, for to journey far as have you. Rest you can now, and soon will I you show home new, and shoes mine. *smile*
Moth: Shoes, shoes, Moth like shoes, wanna live in a shooooe, lalalalalalalala!
Zephyrus: I see what you mean, Mistress Zimta; Moth is indeed cheerful. I daresay Ms. Beamlette will be receptive, and let her happily reside here, especially since she takes up hardly any space.
Moth: I gots a new home, I gots a new home, I gots a new hoooome – dat’s som’t’ng to sing about – lalalala, lalalala. lalalalalalalalalalala-LAH!...
Hibou: *hoo*-no-can-eat-MOTH-… -but-moth-BIRD-now-yum! *hoo-hoo*
When you think about it, Hibou has a lot in common with the Sparrows… always on the hunt for FOOD.
There’s that old expression, “The eyes have it,” and this next story is all about that…