So the Bunny family had went sledding on the local favorite hill. Everybody had fun and there were no injuries which was definitely a day to be celebrated. That night it snowed again. It was an early onslaught of winter. Most times the second snow didn’t come until after Christmas time. Rabbits always knew when it was Christmas because of all the lights and displays that went up. Usually the worst of the winter came after those displays were put away. This year looked to be different. Now with the second snow coming down and Thanksgiving still a week away, it meant a very long, cold winter was ahead for all involved. Funny’s first year as the head of a colony was going to be a tough one. The early arriving cold was tough on the predators as the prey. Unknown to the rabbit colony one of those predators had decided there was too much easy prey living in SK’s backyard. He needed to share. So the husband of a couple that had lived around the neighborhood for years, decided that night he was going to get him some rabbit for dinner. His name was Ollie Owl and he was of the Great Horned species. They are quite wide-spread throughout the north American continent. These owls are known to live more than twenty-five years. Ollie and his wife Hootie, had been together for more then twenty years. They didn’t get along very well. The two had come together to stake out SK’s back yard. Their plan was to swoop down and grab a juicy baby rabbit when it came out. Owls are outfitted with special feathers that allow them to fly completely silent. The couple had flown up and were sitting on a tree limb overlooking the backyard where Funny had grown up and there were still many children that played there. The two owls sat on the limb overlooking the back yard talking. Ollie said, “Now keep an eye out for the big cat that lives here. I don’t want to tangle with him while I am trying to get a snack for us.” “Just what do you want me to do you moron?” Hootie said like she had enough of his silly ways. “How about if you call out like a bear if you see the big cat.” Ollie said. “Just who is going to believe there is a bear in this backyard?” Hootie asked. “Okay, you’re right. How about if you call out like a catfish?” Hootie sighed. “Do you think there are a lot of catfish strolling around that backyard?” “Okay, you’re right. How about if you call out like a Dingo.” “Dingos don’t bark moron. Try again.” She sighed one more time. “Wait, you’ll probably want me to sound like a garden snake next, or maybe a skunk. Just how do snakes or skunks sound Ollie?” “Well I would guess one sounds like a hissing sound and the other sounds like it smells really bad.” Ollie answered. “And just how would you tell me to mimic their sounds?” Hootie asked. Ollie thought about it for a while and replied. “I guess they would both sound like a hissing noise.” “And why would that be?” Hootie asked. next page |  Funny and SK  Stephen King convinces the Owls to retire |