Banjo - A Bear Hot on Our Tails

“Wait, just a moment deary!” Mrs. McBauck squawked. “I have a dozen fresh eggs for you to take on your trip.” Banjo stopped in track as he pulled another pannier and supplies behind him on the sled. “Why thank you,” he said. “Now pack them carefully on that fleabag you call a horse,” Mrs. McBauck said. She tossed her feathers on her hips as she gave her instructions. “I heard that,” Ben commented. He was tied to the hitching post waiting for the panniers to be filled with all their needs for hunting camp. Mrs. McBauck waved her wing in...Article Link