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Crow Thief

There once was an owl name of Lash. He hid all his toys in the trash. Along came a crow He stopped and said “whoa!” And stole every bit of the cache.

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Panagiota Romios

Date: 7/22/2019 4:45:00 PM

Indeed, clever PR

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 7/23/2019 6:47:00 AM

Thank you. I had to remember how to spell cache though.

M. L. Kiser

Date: 7/22/2019 9:14:00 AM

The poor owl; robbed by a crow. Cute one.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 7/23/2019 6:47:00 AM

We are all robbed by them for they love shiny stuff!

Jan Allison

Date: 7/22/2019 4:58:00 AM

very clever Caren I read that crows can be as conniving as magpies! :-( hugs jan xx

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 7/22/2019 5:14:00 AM

Never leave anything shiny near a tree, Jan. They are slippery and quick. And they cannot resist shiny.