HICCUPS the BARN OWL Where is my Mother? Illustrations and text by Lynne Pickering
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Hiccups was a baby barn owl with soft fluffy feathers, a white heart shaped face, and large yellow eyes. His mother called him Hiccups because he often had hiccups.
Their nest was an abandoned hawk's nest, high in a tree. It was made of sticks, twigs, and lined in bark. It had a spongy bed made from corn cobs. It was extremely comfortable, strong and much larger than they needed.
One night, Hiccups' mother and father went hunting , and did not return. " Where is my mother?" Hiccups muttered, over and
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Follow me and I will show you how to hunt. You are a predator like me!” the sharp- eyed hawk said with a mischievous grin.
Hiccups' flying was erratic at first, but he quickly improved. The hawk showed him how to dive; do sharp turns and land safely. Now it was fun! Hiccups' ears were sensitive and the hawk's constant screeching gave him a headache.
"Kree-eee-ar ! kree-eee-ar! chickens below! Dive and catch one before they run under the trees, use your talons. They are easy to catch and taste yummy. You go first, and I will follow.” the wicked hawk said, chuckling.
PICTURE 7 HAWK, HICCUPS AND FARM BELOW
As soon as the chickens saw the predators, they ran for the trees squawking and flapping their wings in panic. There was a terrible din. A farmer rushed out of a barn and pointed a long thin thing. There was a loud bang! Hiccups got such a fright, he crashed into the side of the barn, and tumbled to the ground head first and had another hiccup attack.
“That was a good trick. Thank you for saving me! You should have listened to your parents. Bye -bye and good luck!” the bad hawk screeched as he flew off laughing, while catching his breath.
The farmer rushed over and lifted Hiccups into his arms.
PICTURE 8 FARMER HOLDING
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Smily caught mice and shared them with Hiccups.
PICTURE 9 DOG CAT HICCUPS
“Hiccups you can fly away, if you want to. Your wing is better now. Please come back and visit us sometime.” The farmer crossed his fingers, hoping Hiccups would stay.
Hiccups thought it was wonderful to fly again with the breeze in his face. He flew over the forest searching for his old nest. Unable to find it, he tried to sleep in a strange, unfamiliar hollow tree. He missed Butch the dog terribly. Butch shared his fresh meat with Hiccups, and licked his feathers. He liked the chicken's homely chatter, it was like a lullaby and put him to sleep during the day. Hiccups made a choice. He wanted to live on the farm with his friends.
PICTURE 10 OWL IN HOLLOW TREE
“ Hiccups! I knew you would come back. I have cut a heart shape hole in the barn door, and I made you a nest out of wood and straw. You can fly in and out at night and hunt for mice." the nice farmer said, smiling.
One night while hunting, Hiccups noticed all the birds were fleeing south. The sky rumbled and the wind started to howl. Something was very wrong! Hiccups raced back and alerted the farmer by tapping on his bedroom
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