“Oh, that was a fine meal!” cried Twinkle, when the turkey was all gone, and nothing but the bones was left.
“Yes, and if it hadn’t been for Sharp Eyes we might not have had it,” said Mrs. Fox.
“That’s right,” said Mr. Fox. “I looked and looked under the trees and through the bushes, but I never saw that turkey. It took Sharp Eyes to see it for us. His name is the right one if ever a name was.”
Of course Sharp Eyes felt very proud and happy on hearing this, just as you children feel when you do anything that pleases your father and mother.
“But I wish I could catch something myself,” said the little fox boy.
“Oh, you will, some day,” his mother answered. “You are young yet—you have plenty of time to learn.”
After their turkey dinner the fox family went back to their home in the hollow log and had a long sleep. And they did not need to hunt anything more until the next day, for the turkey was a large one. Foxes or other wild animals, hardly ever save anything over from one meal to the next. They have no ice boxes or pantries. When they are hungry they go out and get what they can to eat, and they don’t hunt for anything more until they are hungry again.
Of course, by the next day, Sharp Eyes, his brother and sister, as well as his father and mother, were hungry once more.
“I will go out and see what I can find,” said Mr. Fox. “The rest of you stay here.”
“Can’t I come with you?” asked Sharp Eyes.