Acorn Gumbo

Bird heard something. It was coming from Kip’s hole. Chop, chop, chop! Shloop . . . Scrape, scrape!

“ What are you doing, Kip?” asked Bird. “ I’m making acorn gumbo, ” said Kip.

Then Bird smelled something. It was something that smelled very bad.

“ You are going to eat that?” asked Bird. “ No, ” said Kip. “ We are going to eat it. You are invited to dinner tonight! ”

“ Kip, this doesn’t smell good, ” said Bird. “ It doesn’t smell good, ” said Kip. “ But it tastes great. ”

Just then Bird saw something. “ There’s the hawk! ” she cried. The big hawk was swooping toward the tree!