No Posadas

a lynx Photo by Dušan Smetana on Unsplash

“Who is this that knocks upon my door so late?” Bobcat roused himself from sleep. “Go away! The inn is closed for the season. We are full. We are in quarantine. No shelter. Oh! Who is it?”

Go Hmm

Bobcat watched Netherland Dwarf Rabbit leave the post office with his mysterious package. “Well, that was about as queer as a box of corn flakes in the rain.”