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Children's Stories
by Margo Fallis
Stealing Eggs


Stealing Eggs

"This nest has three eggs in it. Iíll put them with the others," Curly, the chipmunk, giggled. She ran into the woods with the eggs in her paws, dropping the nest carelessly on the ground. "Iím going to have a feast tonight of eggs, beetles, grasshoppers and ladybugs. I can hardly wait." After jumping over fallen tree trunks, darting around raspberry bushes, and pushing through piles of fallen leaves, Curly found herself in a clearing. "Ah, thereís the rest of my supper." She dropped the stolen eggs on the ground next to the assortment of bugs. "I can almost taste those eggs now. Theyíll be absolutely delicious!"

"Curly, itís not nice to steal the birdís eggs. One of these days youíre going to get yourself into trouble," a small mouse warned.

"Go away, Murdock. Iím a chipmunk and Iíve got to eat. I love eggs. Theyíre my favorite. Besides that, the birds can lay more of them," Curly argued.

"What about their nests? You toss them on the ground. Itís hard work for the birds to build those. They have to gather twigs, leaves, bits of wool, and fluff off the ground," Murdock frowned.

"Youíd better go away or Iíll eat you too," Curly snapped, and chased the mouse out of the clearing.

That night Curly feasted on roasted grasshoppers, ladybugs, beetles, and several scrambled eggs. "Delicious!" she laughed, wiping her mouth with her furry paw.

The next morning she was feeling hungry again. "I quite enjoyed those eggs last night. I think Iíll have that for supper again tonight," the chipmunk said, rubbing her tummy, "and some more bugs too. They were very tasty."

Murdock watched from behind a bush as Curly ran about the woods, coming back now and then with a few beetles. She dropped them in a pile. A while later she brought back six small, white eggs. "Ah, quail eggs," she giggled, dropping them on the grass next to the beetles.

Murdock shook his head. "One day sheís going to get herself into a lot of trouble, stealing other animals eggs." He sat down in the grass and waited to see what Curly would do next. In the late afternoon, she came into the clearing carrying a huge egg. Murdock jumped up and gulped. He ran into the clearing, shouting, "Where did you get that?"

"I found a nest on the ground. Iíve never seen such a big egg before. I canít wait to eat it," Curly said, her eyes bulging with delight.

Stealing Eggs

"Thatís a huge egg. What if it belongs to a crocodile?" Murdock said. "They build nests on the ground. It will bite your head off."

Curly started to laugh. "They donít have crocodiles in Scotland, silly mouse."

Murdock said, "What if it belongs to an ostrich? Theyíre big and theyíre fast and can peck you to bits."

"There are no ostriches in Scotland, silly mouse," Curly chuckled.

"What if itís an elephant egg? It will find you and step on you and squish you," Murdock said.

"Elephants donít lay eggs, silly mouse, and besides that, there are no elephants in Scotland," Curly scoffed.

"Something laid that egg and sooner or later itís going to come looking for it," Murdock warned.

"Iíll just have to eat it quickly then, wonít I?" Curly answered. She started looking at all the bugs lying on the ground, when she noticed that the leaves in the trees started to rustle. "Whatís that noise?"

"Iím getting out of here. Whatever it is has come for its egg," Murdock said and ran behind a tree to hide.

"Whoís out there? You canít have my egg!" Curly shouted.

Just then a huge owl swooped down from the branches of an oak tree. "Give me my egg," it screeched. "HOOT! HOOT! HOOT!" Curly stood in horror as the sharp talons of the owl came right at her. She thought the owl was going to carry her off and eat her. "Give me my egg!" Curly was so afraid that she dropped the egg on the ground and scurried into the woods. The owl picked the egg up and flew back to her nest.

When she finally thought it was safe, Curly crept into the clearing, watching the trees for the owl. Murdock followed. "I told you so. Nobody wants their eggs eaten by a chipmunk. Youíre lucky the owl didnít hurt you with its sharp talons and take you home to eat for supper."

"Youíre right. I thought it might. I think from now on, Iíll stick to grasshoppers, beetles and ladybugs," Curly sighed. "Itís much safer; not as tasty, but safer." And thatís exactly what she did.


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