WAS DANNY MEADOW MOUSE’S TAIL TOO SHORT?

Danny certainly thought so. Cousin Whitefoot’s elegant tail was certainly much longer. One day Danny was so morose on the subject, he almost didn’t notice Old Whitetail the Marsh Hawk swooping down. Whew! He escaped, though — You see, Danny had a problem. Not only was Danny a mouse, he was a plump, tasty-looking mouse. Reddy Fox wanted him for dinner Granny Fox thought he’d do for breakfast. Mr. Blacksnake wriggled with pleasure at the notion of a — Chomp! — Danny Meadow Mouse Snack. And Redtail the Hawk — well, you get the idea. But Danny Meadow Mouse had his burrows to scurry through and holes to hide in. These hungry creatures just couldn’t fit through fences and barbed wire. But could Danny fit through wild day of danger?