Charlemagne Giraffe Becomes Indifferent

"Charlemagne sat and stared.  'What should I eat for dinner tonight?' she pondered as she gazed at a television set that was not on. Charlemagne had been sifting in the same position for over three and 1/2 hours and her left leg had fallen asleep to the point where it had become a useless, dangling appendage. 'Perhaps I should order in some Thai foot and watch a new release.' She said aloud to no one, the television still not on. Soon Charlemagne decided to forget the whole thing and just go to bed. ‘I had Thai food for lunch,’ she remembered. 'And most new releases really lack quality."

Thomas Squirrel Asserts Himself

Thomas Squirrel stood on the corner and handed out leaflets from his worn out old shoulder satchel. "Who is that?” asked Gertrude Fox to her friend, an elderly ferret named Maude, who was busy eating a piece of wood that she thought was a peanut. "I haven't a clue!" replied Maude, as she continued to ingest the tasteless lumber-morsel held in her weak, yet stubborn grasp. "But one thing is for certain," she added gingerly, "This peanut leaves much to be desired."

Randolph Muskrat Disputes the Significance of his Own Family Heritage

That night, Randolph Muskrat held a dinner party in Peanaught Grove, just behind a dangerous thicket. In attendance were Lady Warthog, Erland Field mouse and a flying squirrel whose name was not known. "Everyone but one is here!" shouted Randolph in a wild fit of excitement, awakening Kronkite Gazelle from his typically and painful slumber and causing him to gaze sit up in walnut shell chair, saturated with anger. "Oh, do keep quiet!" he complained. Although initially intended as a jubilant affair, Randolph Muskrat was about to bring the proceedings to a screeching halt with an unsettling announcement concerning a subject matter highly personal in nature.

Robert Bear and Dildititis Squirrel go for a
Brisk Walk

"Robert Bear was very confused. 'What would someone want with a cottage made of leather?' He asked while gnawing on a large Chinese apple he'd picked up from the road. Di1dititis Squirrel peered into the kitchen window, which was simply a plush series of tightly woven buckles and straps. Inside he could see Paul, a sort of lizard that had a shell, and who's arm was in a sling. He wasn't a turtle exactly, but had many of the same qualities of one. 'Why don't you two come inside and enjoy a bowl of minestrone soup and a glass of iced tea,' he suggested.  Dildititis was enthralled, for he enjoyed watching obscure wounded animals dish out soup."

John Frog Opens a Small, Yet Profitable Business

John Frog gazed proudly about his thriving establishment and turned to smile at his new Ferret wife. "Business is good!'' he uttered loudly, his mood an odd mixture of uncontrollable euphoria and reserved ecstasy. Just then, Brudiker Warthog entered the store, whistling merrily and carrying a large, cumbersome rock, as he was often known to do. Upon seeing him, Roberta Ferret quickly turned to her husband and asked, in a low, but lucid tone, "May I go on my lunch break now?"