Sangeetha Kamath

The School of Tots and Brats was in a great flurry of excitement as the last day of the term came to a close. Spring break was starting from tomorrow and all the cubs, fawns and ducklings were already making plans for the holidays talking nine to the dozen on their way out.  “Heya Oliver! The guys are going hiking up a new trail that has opened up for campers. Wanna join us and make them spot us for some photos?” “Photos? Whad’ya mean, Jer?” “Pics, man! These crazy lot click pics of critters like us for all to see and go Awwwww…who knows, you could be very, very famous one day…like Oliver the Opossum!” “Uh-oh! Well, ok I guess…I'll join you guys. This is going to be fun!” “You bet! And they give you food too if you let them pet you and don't bare your fangs or claws….hohohoh!” Oliver sprinted and scurried over pebbles and through dandelions towards his home in the dogwood grove. Gladys, his mama was busy baking pie from the freshly picked grapes which she bought at the Vineyard