Badger Meets Miss Tee Hee

Badger had a peaceful evening planned, no lie or ruse. Sitting by the fire, imbibing on a spot of beetle juice. He was relaxing in the most comfortable, darling way. When a fluttering in the room made hairs on his arms say…. What is going on? Who is here in my house? He knew it could not be a rabbit, cat, horse or a mouse. It was something with wings, not large, vole-sized at the most. Ooohhhh Ooohhhh wailed a voice, it was from a friendly ghost. Why are you here? The badger asked. Why are you haunting me? The ghost laughed with a tinkle, she was named Miss Tee Hee. I thought you needed company. Let’s play charades, Mr. Bun. This annoyance would have been worse if she had been less fun.