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He hit his target dead-on, his little paw smacking her much larger one before he retreated like a trapdoor spider. Towhee raised her eyebrows, impressed, then burst into a laugh at the little remark she nearly missed as he disappeared into the tree again.

True that, she said in what she hoped was a cheeky voice, assuming a sphinx position so she could see him. Grandma knows everything. And she understands how you feel, though it’s always nice to share with our loved ones. We can show Otter some other time. For now, it’s all yours.