Slappy went on a midnight walk with Mother G last full moon, and ran into an old friend. As Slappy strolled through her beautimus dunes whistlin Clint Blacks version of 'Desperado', he stumbled upon Mr. Great Horned Owl.

As Slap sat down next to Mr. Owl, he couldn't help but notice dat Mr. Owls eyes looked somewhat bloodshot, almost as if he'd been cryin. Mr. Owl just stood there quietly next to Mr. Milkvetch and Slappy, occasionally letting out a sniffle as if to signify dat he was ready to talk, but just couldn't muster it up to do so. Well, Slappy's curiosity got da best of him and broke da ice, "Are you and Mr. Red Tail fighting again Mr. Owl? Somethin be seriously bothering you."
"Yea Slappy", He said, "Mr. Red gets pretty angry sometimes, but it seems (*hoot*) that he really gets angry during these hot days(*hoot*)."
Mr. Owl suddenly blinked to clear his vision.
"I never provoke him," Mr. Owl continued, "Well, maybe sometimes with my (*hoot*) nighttime hooting calls, but you know me Slap, I'm the (*hoot*) mellow type. Well Slap, the other night Mr. Red came over and told me that I have to be more active in controlling the rodent population here on Mother, and that I'm not doing my part. But I have been Slap, I just don't have the appetite (*hoot*) that he does."
A deep sigh came outta Mr. Owl dat da Slapster had never heard before, he was obviously bothered. He just kept on talkin though, "I've been doing my best as Mr. Coyotes "Rodent Radar" from above (*hoot*), but I guess thats not good enough."
Slappy felt like he needed to say something, "Well Mr. Owl, have you tried tellin dat to Mr. Red, maybe he just don't know what you be doing wit your spare time. You gotta admit though, Mr. Red gotta pretty good plan laid out for ya both. His way be different from yours, but you both be workin for da same cause, and you know dats all dat matters."

Mr. Owl just stood there pondering a response as a nighttime breeze blew a calming song. At that moment, Mr. Red Tail flew down outta da sky and joined the both of us, "Hi there you two", He said as he stared down to da ground.
"Thanks for talking to me earlier today," Mr. Red said to da Slapster, "It made me think".

As Mr. Red and Mr. Owl began to talk, they never even noticed da Slapster gettin up and walking away. Slappy know they gonna be alright, they just two peas growin in different pods, but livin on da same vine. As Slappy whistled his song and strolled away, he turned back and gave Mr. Owl a wink...and Mr. Milkvetch just stood in silence.

[This message has been edited by Slappy (edited 08-20-2001).]

True true...great story Slap...

Just beautimus Slap!

GOOD JOB SLAPPY! SUMS IT UP PERFECTLY!!

There is a lesion to be learned there. We all want the same thing. But we just go about it different. Leave it to slappy to show us.

Slapster, you amaze me!

That one's going into the Scroll archive!

Vor

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Good job Slap. Il'l have to use this for a dune bed time story for my kids.

regardless of all the fighting for sides that has been going on lately, the Milkvetch isn't going anywhere and will continue to be everyones problem

Cool story Slappy.

[This message has been edited by Stacy (edited 08-21-2001).]

thanks for the REALITY SLAP Slappy. We all could use a little reality check. Sometimes daily. And the Milkvetch isn't the problem, it's actually our solution. Our plant, our land, our pride, our addiction. Grow baby grow! Peace