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A mild calm came over the forest as the trees twisted in the autumn 

wind and a cornucopia of colored leaves fell from the canopy above. 

The tranquility of it all was starkly interrupted by the growing sound of 

rustling branches and trampled leaves on the forest floor -- "Crunch, 

crunch, crunch." 

Winter was coming and Gulliver the groundhog was searching for a 

place to rest his head. 

Gulliver stumbled out of the brush, curiously monitoring his 

surroundings. An owl called out from the trees above.

"Are you lost my friend?" the Owl asked. 

"I am looking for the perfect home", Gulliver 

exclaimed. 

"It is almost winter and I need to rest my head."

The owl informed Gulliver of a sophisticated den on the edge of 

a nearby river bank and Gulliver continued on his journey. 

When Gulliver arrived at the river bank, he found a shelter 

protected by sticks and twigs. "What a fine piece of real estate" he 

exclaimed as he approached the entrance. 

Inside, Gulliver found an Otter. "A beach house isn't everything" the 

otter said, "for it can get quite wet here." 

"Drop, drop" -- the warning was much too late. A large drop of 

water fell from the dark, rocky walls right onto Gulliver's nose. 

"This isn't the home for me", he said. 

The otter offered to help Gulliver to find a home and together, 

they continued to travel up the stream, through the woods, and 

over the hills. 

The pair came across a den in the middle of a cornfield. "What a 

fine piece of real estate" they exclaimed, taking note of the 

vegetation surrounding them.  

The sun shined in on the den and the pair were able to faintly 

identify the silhouette of the creature inside -- a fox. 

"Run", shouted Gulliver. "This is definitely not the home for me."

The pair huffed and puffed and ran without turning back. 

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