But she could not carry a bowl.
The stew in the big bowl was too hot.
The stew in the middle bowl was too cold.
The stew in the little bowl
was just right.
Crow could wear that stew.
She poured it right over her head.
It ran all over her feathers.
Crow flew past Fox’s den.
The good smell flew with her.
Fox sniffed.
The smell made
his mouth water.
Fox came out of his den.
Crow flew from tree to tree,
leading him along.
Fox did not see her.
He was following the good smell.
Crow led Fox to the cheese
and the hidden loop of string.
When Fox saw cheese
instead of stew,
he was surprised..
But Fox liked cheese even
better than he liked stew.
He could not wait to gobble it up.
Crow pulled on the string.
The loop closed tight around Fox’s paw.
He was trapped!
Crow flew down
and Fox flew up.
Fox yelled.
Crow laughed and laughed.
Fox dropped the cheese
right into Crow’s open beak.
“Delicious!”
she said.
“Thank you, Fox,
or that tasty snack.
I do love a nice bit of cheese.”.
Fox shook his paw in the air.
“I’ll get even with you, Crow!”
he shouted.
“No one outfoxes a fox!”.
That was the second fight.
The third fight was even worse.