The Owl and the Mouse
It was a chilly morning. There was a thin layer of frost on the trees. On one branch, sat an owl, shivering.
“It is quite the frosty morning,” said the owl.
The owl saw a mouse scurrying across the ground below. He saw it move, first in one direction and then in another. Then, he saw the mouse just sit with a very confused look on her face.
“There is something very odd about that mouse,” said the owl to himself. “I better go and see what is going on.”
The owl swooped down and carefully landed beside the mouse. He didn’t want to scare it away. The mouse didn’t even notice the owl was there.
“Are you okay?” asked the owl.
The mouse just sat there, staring at the owl. He asked the mouse again if she was okay. The mouse didn’t respond. The owl saw that the mouse was shaking uncontrollably. He felt sorry for her. Very carefully, the owl picked the mouse up with his very sharp talons and took the mouse to the branch of the tree he was sitting on. The mouse couldn’t stop shaking so the owl very carefully tucked her under his wing.
Eventually, the warmth from the owls wing helped the mouse feel better and she stopped shaking.
“Thank you,” said the mouse, when she was feeling much better. “I was very sick.”
“Yes you were,” said the owl. “I was very concerned about you.”
“I am very thankful that you were here to help me”, said the mouse.
“You are welcome,” said the owl.
“Are we friends?” asked the mouse.
“Most definitely,” said the owl.
“Good,” said the mouse, snuggling in deeper, under the owls wing. “I would like to stay here awhile longer, if that is okay? It is nice and warm under your wing.”
“You can stay as long as you like,” said the owl. “I am quite enjoying your company.”
The owl and the mouse formed a very unique friendship. The mouse never had a care in the world after that day because she knew her friend, the owl, would help her out in anyway he could.
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