November 26, 2000

Things are settling down now in Burrwood Forest, after a spectacular Thanksgiving week. We don't eat Turkey on Thanksgiving - after all, we are only little burrs. We usually feast on berries, bark, and sweet hazelnuts. Except when we venture out to the orchard nearby and bring back an apple. It takes ten burrs just to carry it, but it makes a great feast!

Now we are storing food for the cold winter months. Since we are so small, one inch of snow is over our heads. So we usually make tunnels to get from one place to another.

Well, that's all for today. I'll write here again soon!