Yankee Doodle Blonde : Yeah Amos, Chief and Copper together as a group have this possibility of humor about them that's oh so fun to play with =)
Chapter 6
The next morning, the quail that Tod had returned to the burrow with was received joyously as all six of the cubs clambered over to get at it. "Oldest first" Binx yelled over the clamor his brother's and sister's were making as he pushed his way to the front. "Says who!" one of the youngest complained. "Me" Binx replied, giving his younger siblings a slight smirk.
"Binx" Tod said in a slight warning tone. Binx smiled at his father, "Gee dad, I wasn't going to starve them or anything" he said. Tod gave a slight grin, "Just making sure" he said. Binx nodded, then turned to his younger siblings, "Alright yall, gather 'round, and I get this spot right here so stay clear".
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Widow Tweed shook her head yet again as she walked over and poured Andy some coffee. "Now if you spot any dangerous animals make sure you get you and Chipi out of there" she said. Andy suppressed a chuckle. "Now Mrs. Tweed, Chipi and me are gonna be just fine out there on the hunt today" he assured, "Landsakes, you didn't worry about us this much when we went out on our own last night" he commented.
"Well, Amos and his dogs have a way of attracting trouble and chasing down things that best be left alone" Widow Tweed said, "just make sure you're careful". The widow moved off and set the coffee pot down, turning her attention to scooping up some table scraps into a bowl for Chipi.
Andy nodded, "yes mame" he replied as he brought the coffee mug up to his lips and smirked behind the brim of the cup. No sooner had he taken a sip, then Andy began coughing and had to reach for his napkin to cover his mouth. Widow Tweed appeared worried and rushed over, "Oh dear, are you alright?!" she asked.
She rushed over and began patting Andy on the back, still trying to determine the problem. Andy waved her off as he found his voice again, "Whoo! Why on earth are you adults drinkin' this stuff!" he exclaimed, still coughing a bit.
The widow appeared confused for a bit, until she glanced down at Andy's mug and it suddenly became clear. "Oh my! Are you not use to coffee dear?!" she asked. She laughed a bit, "I'm so sorry, here I have some milk. Let me get you some". Andy merely nodded. "Thanks" he said in small voice, feeling he'd whimped out.
The widow poured Andy some milk and walked over to the table with it. Just as she was about to set it down, a knock on the door interrupted her. "That boy better at least be up!" Amos's voice called in a good natured disciplinary way, "don't know what I'm gonna do with him if he's so green as to not even be up yet!". The widow rolled her eyes as she went to open the door. Andy took the glass from her as she walked away from the table.
"Landsakes Amos!" Widow Tweed said, "No need to go wakin' every neighbor within twenty miles just 'cause you all got yourself a hunting trip planned". As soon as she opened the door, Chief and Copper bounded straight into the kitchen. The widow frowned as they rushed in, "Amos, you were suppose to leave those dogs of yours tied up outside!" she said, "Now I'll have to clean my kitchen when you all leave!".
Amos merely tiled his hat in response as he stepped into the kitchen. The widow shook her head.
Chief and Copper immediately bounded over to where Andy was sitting at the table and rushed up to where one of them was on either side of Andy's chair. Chipi raised her head from the scraps she'd been eating and watched, interestedly. Andy smiled at the two dogs, "I haven't the slightest clue what you two could possibly want" he said as he picked up another piece of bacon and began eating it.
The two dogs each began nudging Andy, and Copper even whimpered a bit. The teen laughed, "No, shoo!" he said, waving each of them off. The dogs continued in their pursuit. Andy laughed some more, "Alright, alright!" he said. He threw out one piece of bacon to both Copper and Chief. The dogs gobbled up the meat and then Chief gave Andy a nudge of thanks while Copper leapt up to give him a lick on the face.
"Oh, get on with you two!" Andy said, pushing the dogs away. He quickly finished up the last few bites of eggs on his plate and then walked with that and his cup over to the sink. Next he began gathering up his pack and all the various things he'd need for an all day hunting trek.
"So" Amos said, "I didn't get a chance yesterday to have a peek at your gun, lets see what ya got there". Andy handed his gun over to the old hunter as he shouldered his pack. Amos carefully inspected the weapon, rubbing his hand over the barrel, "Yeah, not bad, not bad a'tall" he said, "mighty fine" he finished, tossing the gun back over to Andy, who now stood less than a inch from him.
"Amos!" Widow Tweed shouted, "Don't you go throwing dangerous weapons in my house!". Amos and Andy both smiled slightly. Amos whistled to his dogs and when Chipi looked up, Andy waved for her to follow as well. The two hunters and three dogs left the widow's house and headed towards the woods for their hunting trek.
Chapter 6
The next morning, the quail that Tod had returned to the burrow with was received joyously as all six of the cubs clambered over to get at it. "Oldest first" Binx yelled over the clamor his brother's and sister's were making as he pushed his way to the front. "Says who!" one of the youngest complained. "Me" Binx replied, giving his younger siblings a slight smirk.
"Binx" Tod said in a slight warning tone. Binx smiled at his father, "Gee dad, I wasn't going to starve them or anything" he said. Tod gave a slight grin, "Just making sure" he said. Binx nodded, then turned to his younger siblings, "Alright yall, gather 'round, and I get this spot right here so stay clear".
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Widow Tweed shook her head yet again as she walked over and poured Andy some coffee. "Now if you spot any dangerous animals make sure you get you and Chipi out of there" she said. Andy suppressed a chuckle. "Now Mrs. Tweed, Chipi and me are gonna be just fine out there on the hunt today" he assured, "Landsakes, you didn't worry about us this much when we went out on our own last night" he commented.
"Well, Amos and his dogs have a way of attracting trouble and chasing down things that best be left alone" Widow Tweed said, "just make sure you're careful". The widow moved off and set the coffee pot down, turning her attention to scooping up some table scraps into a bowl for Chipi.
Andy nodded, "yes mame" he replied as he brought the coffee mug up to his lips and smirked behind the brim of the cup. No sooner had he taken a sip, then Andy began coughing and had to reach for his napkin to cover his mouth. Widow Tweed appeared worried and rushed over, "Oh dear, are you alright?!" she asked.
She rushed over and began patting Andy on the back, still trying to determine the problem. Andy waved her off as he found his voice again, "Whoo! Why on earth are you adults drinkin' this stuff!" he exclaimed, still coughing a bit.
The widow appeared confused for a bit, until she glanced down at Andy's mug and it suddenly became clear. "Oh my! Are you not use to coffee dear?!" she asked. She laughed a bit, "I'm so sorry, here I have some milk. Let me get you some". Andy merely nodded. "Thanks" he said in small voice, feeling he'd whimped out.
The widow poured Andy some milk and walked over to the table with it. Just as she was about to set it down, a knock on the door interrupted her. "That boy better at least be up!" Amos's voice called in a good natured disciplinary way, "don't know what I'm gonna do with him if he's so green as to not even be up yet!". The widow rolled her eyes as she went to open the door. Andy took the glass from her as she walked away from the table.
"Landsakes Amos!" Widow Tweed said, "No need to go wakin' every neighbor within twenty miles just 'cause you all got yourself a hunting trip planned". As soon as she opened the door, Chief and Copper bounded straight into the kitchen. The widow frowned as they rushed in, "Amos, you were suppose to leave those dogs of yours tied up outside!" she said, "Now I'll have to clean my kitchen when you all leave!".
Amos merely tiled his hat in response as he stepped into the kitchen. The widow shook her head.
Chief and Copper immediately bounded over to where Andy was sitting at the table and rushed up to where one of them was on either side of Andy's chair. Chipi raised her head from the scraps she'd been eating and watched, interestedly. Andy smiled at the two dogs, "I haven't the slightest clue what you two could possibly want" he said as he picked up another piece of bacon and began eating it.
The two dogs each began nudging Andy, and Copper even whimpered a bit. The teen laughed, "No, shoo!" he said, waving each of them off. The dogs continued in their pursuit. Andy laughed some more, "Alright, alright!" he said. He threw out one piece of bacon to both Copper and Chief. The dogs gobbled up the meat and then Chief gave Andy a nudge of thanks while Copper leapt up to give him a lick on the face.
"Oh, get on with you two!" Andy said, pushing the dogs away. He quickly finished up the last few bites of eggs on his plate and then walked with that and his cup over to the sink. Next he began gathering up his pack and all the various things he'd need for an all day hunting trek.
"So" Amos said, "I didn't get a chance yesterday to have a peek at your gun, lets see what ya got there". Andy handed his gun over to the old hunter as he shouldered his pack. Amos carefully inspected the weapon, rubbing his hand over the barrel, "Yeah, not bad, not bad a'tall" he said, "mighty fine" he finished, tossing the gun back over to Andy, who now stood less than a inch from him.
"Amos!" Widow Tweed shouted, "Don't you go throwing dangerous weapons in my house!". Amos and Andy both smiled slightly. Amos whistled to his dogs and when Chipi looked up, Andy waved for her to follow as well. The two hunters and three dogs left the widow's house and headed towards the woods for their hunting trek.