I recall when the post office peeped regularly with baby chicks sent through the mail.
A batter’s box scene made from spare parts did well at the County Fair.
Great horned owls hunt our roads. A perilous endeavor.
The movie was much too loud, as most tend to be, but not loud enough to drown out the sounds of popcorn being eaten by someone in the next seat. Perhaps it was a red squirrel?