The Wild Woods

It had been a hard day. It had been raining and food was scarce. When I finally got home late that evening, when I got to the front porch Molly had her hands on her hips (I would have to have a talk with her later that night). I said, "If we don't get somthin to eat soon we're going to starve. Things have been gettin pretty tight out there. I see foxes and wolves out more and more every day. It's not safe to go outside at nighttime."
"Oh dear," she said, "I don't mind the cold if you could just be safe."
"I don't like it any more than you do but the young ones must have food. You know that" I said, "I'll be alright. You just keep an eye out for trouble"
"OK dear but I feel uneasy."
Now we go to frog's yard where he is in deep conversation with neighbor squirrel...