[Poggio]

He was miserable, and his brother in law the so called best hunter had not found him or had not cared. By the 3rd dawn he was low on bread. Using what little he had, Red caught himself a greedy little bird hoping to get sedated off the stale bread. Returning to his tree he saw the most peculiar thing. It was Mr. Growl approaching his tree. He stumbled towards the man happy but hesitant. He held his basket tight containing his prize though he could not hide his relief. “Mr Growl?”